Citation: Jondusss. "I Need Water!: An Experience with Sertraline & Cannabis (exp75116)". Erowid.org. Apr 14, 2017. erowid.org/exp/75116
I started off the day by taking one 100mg zoloft tablet about an hour after I got up, around 2pm. Then took two more around 4pm.
My pupils at this point are just a little bit larger than normal, and I am feeling quite talkative and jittery. Cigarettes seem to make the restless leg jitters a little better.
Around 6 I met up with my friend and we decide to smoke a couple grams out of the bong. So we each just take bong rip after bong rip until the 2 grams are gone. Having a bigger lung capacity than my friend I think I probably got more THC out of the exchange.
Anyway, there we are watching Planet Earth when I suddenly get the feeling that the noises of these two water buffalo fighting for a mate are affecting the mood in the room I was in. (my friend's girl was also in the room, however she wasn’t smoking.) It was quite strange, but it seemed like my friend was becoming territorial over his girl. It was unprovoked other than the animals on the television. I pretty much just dismissed this as me tripping because by now when I looked in the mirror my pupils dominated much of my iris, as well as my eyes being quite red.
I encountered little to no visuals, but perhaps some blurring and tracing. As I layed on my friend's couch with my feet up, all the blood rushed to my head and I felt like I was having a seizure of sorts. My bottom jaw went numb and I couldn’t tell if it was twitching or not. I had been grinding and clattering my teeth the whole day because of the speedy high the zoloft gave me. Which might have been the cause of the numbness. Then out of nowhere I got this strange feeling in my throat that I had never felt before. I felt like I was swallowing my own tongue or that I had gotten lung cancer and there was a hole in the back of my tongue. I puzzled over this for a minute when I realise that an alarm was going off in my brain. A sentence being repeated over and over. “I need water, I need water, I need water.”
Once I had decoded this brain alarm I leapt up to get a glass of water. It was good water. The rapid bong hits had killed my throat and all I needed was some hydration. And that was pretty much it.
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