A friend of mine who is a regular weed smoker came to my place one time to smoke up. And like all through the night he was fucked, like being all depressed and shit. I was like shit man dont worry about it, just go to sleep on the couch or some shit dude. Then the next day he was still depressed, so we smoked some more to make the depression go away but it made it worse.

He went home at like 12 noon, and then that night at like 1am he woke up and had an anxiety attack. He told me it was the worst pain hed ever felt, like a pain deep in his heart that was onset by the depression and thoughts hed been having, but much much worse. Then after that he was just generally depressed.

A few days later the same shit happened to me, except I didnt have an anxiety attack. I was just really really depressed. I thought it would go away but it never did. One night I felt like complete shit, so I had a bit of whiskey and then meditated for about an hour and a half. I basically looked past all the bullshit, and got to the root of who I was, thinking about who I am and why I do the things I do... It was a huge awakening moment, I realized I was depressed because of some stupid shit, that I shed when I was sifting through all the bullshit in my brain.

The next day I told the guy that had the anxiety attack what happened... And I told him to just sit down and think about shit. He did it and he was fine.

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