Last night, I took the first bong rip of my life. I tried to be like the molesquad, but it gave me the worst experience of my life. It was around 8:30 PM, and I was at my friends house. His mom wasn't going to come home for another few hours, so we were gonna smoke a little. We sat down, gathered the weed, a bong, a pipe, and some other essential goodies. I smoke once every two weeks, roughly, so I figured one bong hit wouldn't wipe me out. I waited for the lighter, and then lit the weed, lighting it for a few seconds. Apparently I took a massive hit, much bigger than normal. I'm 17, and have a low tolerance for bud. Along with that, my heart starts beating REALLY fast whenever I smoke, and it makes everything terrible. So I took the hit, and started coughing like a rookie, and could barely breath for a few seconds. The next minute was fine, but then it hit me. I was really high within a few seconds, but it was somewhat enjoyable. Then, it hit me. It felt like waves were passing through me, ripping me up from the inside. From previous experience, I knew it was my heartbeat, and I've learned to deal with it. But this time was different. It ripped through my body, making my vision sway and making me dizzy. Then I sat down, and shit went crazy. My mind was overloading, thinking about everything and everything, as quickly as possible. But then the insanity set in. I thought I was in hell. I tried to convince myself that I was in reality, but I was slipping away, in a state of eternal suffering. I had no control of my body, and my mind was burning itself up. For the next few hours I had to lay down in a dark room, staring at the wall, telling myself that I was still alive and conscious. My mind was screaming. I found slight comfort in the fact that I could talk and move my arm. Without constantly reminding myself that I was alive, I would have gone insane. I went to sleep and woke up perfectly fine. The weed wasn't laced, and there were no other drugs used. I don't know how I got that way, but it was the worst pain in my life, and it makes me never want to smoke again.

TLDR: Smoked and went insane, I'm fine now