There is a thread here that has already dealt on this topic. where Mr_Man shared with us his experience with weed. you can find it here https://www.nairaland.com/1532526/experience-weed

I was so impressed with his detailed and very funny narration of his experience that i was so compelled to share mine (an event that nearly took away my sanity if not for God's mercy), which can be found at the comment i posted on that thread here https://www.nairaland.com/1532526/experience-weed/9

I'm going to re-post that story here again for easy reading.

I've always wanted to share my story and explain myself to the ones that loved me and felt very disappointed with me after it happened. In this narration i'll like to share The before Story, The Story and The After Story.. (Story should be taken as "Taking Weed"

The Before Story

Like i shared earlier, I didn't take weed due to peer pressure, No far from it, Many may say that was why they veered into it, to see what it means to get High and be Bold and all that not!!, no not me. I had made up my mind that i wanted to take this weed stuff, and for good reasons (i think) not for boldness or Highness or Creativity or any other major reason many take it. So why did i then take it?? let me explain.

Growing up for me was almost very boring an experience. You see, i wasn't as active and street smart like every other kid in the neigbourhood. extremely shy, kept to my self, and many of those quality you can find in people who are considered introverts and melancholic (these terms i later got to find out about that described people like me) but my own is like x5 every other person. Believe me this was a disease i was carrying with me that wasn't considered an illness cause it doesn't make your body temperature hot, or doesn't cause you to puke or have headaches and no doesn't have a need for you to be admitted in the hospital and be checked and every other thing you that an ill person should go through. No. No body knows something big is wrong with you and the worse part is I couldn't describe what i was going through on the inside.

Now that i know better, i think my nervous system was a wreck, it was totally underdeveloped and very useless. I used to have fear (or phobia) for almost any thing, name it anything apart from maybe food but i was afraid of everything else. you would see it as anything because some other people have fears too and i was still young so the general thought is that he would out grow it as time passes. But not me. My nerves remained for ever. I would have been considered useless or maybe something worse if not that by some stroke of luck i wasn't bad in classroom activities. i did almost as well as the very good in class so i was generally considered as a brilliant guy. Okay it gave me some solace but it made me very stereotyped. anything away from book, you'll expose me.

Even though i was considered brilliant, i couldn't be trusted.. why because i could be very good today and tomorrow post the worst result ever so you could really rely on my abilities to deliver when it mattered you'lled prefer someone with average abilities but with very constant result. This meant i was not participating in any school activity like Debate, Drama, (Of course i was even too shy even if i would have wanted to try and fail, but at least build on it) or even sports.. i was just no where. These things started to bother me as i was not getting any younger and i wasn't getting any better. time was ticking and i didn't do any thing about it there would be no future for me (Forget It!).

I think from my SS2 or so i knew i had to be proactive in getting my self help. the difficult thing about it was that apart from me being shy, i also had a big problem expressing my self. i could not coordinate my thought process and express it clearly for people to understand me. Most times when i talk it's like i'm talking from my nose and its so unclear people would always say "talk out now i can't even hear what you're saying" when in my mind i'm talking as loud as possible. So even explaining to some one how i feel and what i was going through was too difficult i coundn't try.

You know it would have being easier if there was a name i could call what i was going through so i'll say it to anyone without having to explain the details just like if you go to a doctor you'll tell him that you have Headaches (every body knows head ache, con current banging in the head causing discomfort, or I have asthma, Breathing troubles where the bronchitis has inflamed thereby narrowing the air passage ways and many or words that are used to described even the most complex medical condition.. very easy) so i decided that the first step was to actually find out what was wrong with me and also to find a way to describe it. Well i loved to read it was the only valid thing i could do without having the need to be explaining something to anyone and for me to be shy.

Remember, at around this time there was noting like the internet. I'm talking of late 1990's. (if there was internet it was not yet known) how many people owned computer then self.. Only very rich families had computers then (if you look at it now in retrospect they were very priced Electronics to behold then). Then just having it in the sitting room and covering it with nylon and never putting on the computer na big effizzy on its own, so you'll understand the kind off period I'm referring to. So generally there was no google or yahoo (Nairaland?.. Hell NO!! I wonder how Old Seun (i'm surprised the name Seun is not in the NL Dico, i've added it jare!!) would have being then) or anything.. so you're limited to books, libraries and the like. Believe me i tried for several years but i couldn't find anything that could help me even remotely. it was very difficult.

At around that time i started experimenting with anything that can help me relate to people with fear. anything that can affect my nervous system would suffice. i had tried garlic, Kola, Kai kai, Beer and other Alcoholic beverages (woo sai, all of them na bolo, they can affect your sense of vision and stability but nothing more.. can't help them improve or get better, complete waste. i needed something strong. That was when i started contemplating weed.

The Story

I would have taken weed earlier, but you know you can't get it like you get the others that i've tried. in fact it took me almost 3 years to have my first contact with one. Who would i ask to get it from me cause it not sold to just anybody. I don't talk to almost anyone, i just come and go (Imagine living like that). after completing secondary school i stayed at home for a while after not being able to secure admission for my self (which was even very difficult for me if not for some later connections i utilized that got me a course i didn't even know existed talk of knowing what it means or what they do). During that period i had opportunity of hanging with street guys once in a while with my neigbours whom i've become quite close with. I follow them everywhere and before you know it i was no longer a stranger in their midst.

I still had to contemplate how to get the weed. because i was still always bothered about my situation. in fact it had not gotten any better. i wouldn't say it got worse but the problem i was now having the most was that i was now in peoples eye and i was expected to contribute to discussions and topics. things i hardly excel at (i need o get my self fixed if i'm to make any sense in life I've always thought to my self). Of all the ideas I've had that could likely help me, it was only egboh that i have not tried. i was a complete wreck and i needed help fast.

let me copy and paste my narration from the other thread here to continue the story

endie44:
Mr Man i'm totally blown away at how you narrated your story.. you know i've been there before and every thing you said i can confirm gbabe!!( Take it or leave it) let me try and share my own..

Me own no be say bad friends or something.. its bin a while i've bin trying to take that stuff but i couldn't get my hands on them..
growing up to me was like the good boy, always doing the right thing, carry First in class (ehen now!), private school tins, yeah generally you could consider me as a very Okay and the last person anybody would dream of to try that stuff..

But then there was me..

After waiting nearly three solid yeas to gain admission, i had started gaining trust from some very ok! guys on the street then.. so one day i told one of my neigbours that i wanted to get the leaf.. he asked me what i wanted to use it for ..yea Honestly.. he asked. I told him i wanted to put it in Virgin cream to grow bear bear.. imagine!!! (now wey i remember i just dey laf!!) he wouldn't have taken me to buy it if i hadn't sounded very convincing and pushy and he agreed to take me.

Omo come see coded movements.. even me come dey fear as our movement dey crooked. we weren't following straight roads, na from corner to corner , middle of house wey dey build jam pack together. we finally got there and of course he was recognized and someone jumped out to attend to us. he asked how many i said 1. The wrap was small and cheap, sold for N10, i said bring two instead. gave the seller N20 and went away. I went back home alone as my neighbor went his way for other business.

I got home, i don't ordinarily smoke so i didn't know how to start all the wahala of wrapping and all those what not.. already i was aware you could cook it with beans or something and eat it and would still get that high effect. So instead of beans i got Indomie (sharp sharp) before any body would come back home and catch me cooking anything.

I cooked 1 wrap with 1 Indomie and i chop am.. i was afraid ooo but i still chop am.. clean mouth.. after like 30mins nothing happen i said to my self abi dis one no reach.. chwww.. i cooked the other one and ate it .. this time feeling even more confident.. I chop am nothing...after waiting like 10mins... i said to my self this one no be am.. i think i bought the weaker ones.. I tidied up every where and left no trace of any cooking (Trust me Nah!!)

I wore my pams and went to one of my friends house who happens to live nearby across the major road. I was with my friend in their sitting room watchin a program abi na mojo we dey watch sef!! thats like 1hr later when my body starts trembling. at first i thought it was nothing infact i had totally forgotten that i took weed earlier. But when it started becoming too uncomfortable that i felt my chest and lungs choking.. I stood up all of a sudden as in at ligthening speed.. and called out to my friend ( who was still engrossed in what we were watching) and told him that i dont know how my body was doing me... i was so afraid started to sweat.. infact my body temperature started to rise and i started feeling dehydrated... mennnh dis wan na dieing tins OOOh! i just kept pacing up and down like a mad dog not knowing what to do. i asked for anything liquid because my throat was already too dried that my mouth was beginning to gum together. my friend quickly rushed out and got 7up like three bottles. if you see how i downed it eh... OOh GOd!! you wont believe it. but still yet my body was on fire.. I told my friend that i had to go back that my temperature was rising too fast that i might die here...

Omo See fear (now that i think of it i could have put that my friend in serious trouble if anything could have happened to me, and he still doesn't know what actually happened. it was much much later when everything calmed down that he even got to kw the how far). It was easier on me while i was trying to get home at this period my head hadn't started playing games with me, Okay i had to cross the major express to the other side of the road i tried and got to the median (my friend after seeing me off to the road , that's were we normally part if i go to his house i'll just cross and start going home) Omo na for tha median i could not tell how far a vehicle was from me, my vision was extremely blurred and my other senses started to fail me. i knew in my heart that if i attempted to cross the road i could get hit. I decided to just sit down there on the median (na here craze start) as in just dey there relax see if i can get my self.. then i thought again that my friend shouldn't have gone far, i could call out to him so he could help me to the other side. luckily he hadn't I called out to him (while sitting there Oh for middle of road) i told him i could cross the road. so he hurriedly came to my rescue and took me straight home.

I went straight to the bathroom to cool my body with a bath and went to bed afterwards. it was like 2pm. but to me it was already 10.30pm (time to sleep) My body had started to take on a white look as the heat inside my body was dehydrating me. that was when i remembered garri.. i remembered that if you soaked garrium it might relieve you of some of the effect of the Weed in your system (all dis guys sef). so i made a very large bowl of it and drank till i could take no more. But my head was still pounding, heat wan finish me and all my senses where blurring. Mo gbe (i'm in deep poo) what have i done i said to myself. it was then i lied down on the bed.... gen geun!!.. omo mehn na here e start... my brain started thinking things wey i no send am..

The thoughts were so fast and deep and they were branching out heavily. what i mean is, if my thoughts reaches a place were there are more than 1 option it continued in all direction at once, simultaneously... Odinarily i would have said it was cool but i wasn't the one thinking this things... it was just firing up on its own, it was using my brain without my permission and doing things with it that i couldnt do. i felt i was being Molested and i wasn' t in control. JesuSS!! help me!! ( i would shout inside my head when it would get too much that i knew that this was confirmed madness) I had gone Bobos!! parts of my brain that didnt exist before started doing logic reasoning. the reasonings were sound and ok and deep but i couldn't take credit for them because it wasn't me that was doing it. a force was using my brain and it started to hurt seriously. na im i start to dey pray inside my head. i found out that if i tried to use my head and think for myself consciously it would stop, but then i would forget myself and the brain goes haywire on its own.

I was alone at home as no one had come back from school yet. so i was really scared that if i dont get a hold of my brain, this thing using my head can possess it and i would become mad. I just used prayer to hold myself before my family members started to come back and found me in an awkward state. I didnt even send anybody after telling them what had happened.. some were shouting ewwooHH ewoohh!! he don mad Oh because the way i was even talking i didn't even know brother from sister, from aunty to uncle to papa self.. no single respect it was outright casual and blunt.. not my usual demeanor and behaviour (big Problem).

Now just imagine if i could go ahead and take weed and nearly ran mad, it meant there was virtually no hope for my family.. Because i was considered one of the strongest players in my family who may one day likely save us all from poverty and the rest. I disappointed my Dad Most especially ( i couldn't have cared anyless for anyone else)..

Well sha i was given some enough tins of peak milk and later taken to the hospital for other treaments.

You know in fact i could have actually killed myself ignorantly or stupidly, i've always thought to my self. if i had purchased more than two wraps i could have easily taken it when the second didn't still have any effect... gbam. Unlike alcohol as you take it, you start feeling it immediately so that was the concept i had. those guys used to smoke this thing and get high immediately so why didn't this one.

I would sincerely tell you that i didnt get completely rehabilitated even after 4 years (i don dey school by Now). i could still feel that strangeness in my brain and that heat in my body continued a long time. It permanently coloured my eyeball to a kind of yellow that if you're a gangerous man and see my eye you would know i've taken before or i'm still currently chewing weed. I guess i gave my liver a sudden heavy detoxification to do which it may not have being prepared for.. i hope it doesn't cause me troubles in the future (Please GOD!!).

When i see some mad people on the road, its as if i can connect with them, i know probably what is going o in their brain.. Believe me it has being hijacked by forces and they have virtually no control of themselves and action at most times. I think i got lucky and remain ever Grateful to God!! Almighty for saving me that day.. It could have been worse. I'm totally Okay Now and doing great (thanx for asking) totally recovered and looking forward to doing great things in my life. This happened almost 11 to 12 years back.. I was really naive then!!

Mr Man I still throway tualle to you for having the courage to put down your experience and share with the world so that lessons can be learnt and costly mistakes avoided.

Yours faithfully.

The After Story
I'll continue this one let me do some work.. In this part i'll share with you in detail the aftermath of the whole event, what i learned and how i survived over all.. How my I'm coping now and other valuable insights you'll just find interesting. so please check back again.. thanks