High History
We all gotta start somewhere, I wanted to wait till 21 because I felt that was a good arbitrary age where I felt comfortable saying I was fine taking the chance of impeding my development. As much as we like to preach about how amazing the green bean steam dream is there has to be some consideration of the possible downsides and I wanted to minimise every one of those possibilities as much as I could. I knew before I even started smoking I’d go from zero to this stuff is a super food so even before I started smoking I took it serious enough at least in my head this made sense, but I took it serious enough to abstain from it for all those years. It surely wasn’t a case of can’t but a case of won’t, coming from a computing science background and just generally the type of people I gravitate towards I’ve been surrounded by the Soylent Green plenty. That being said I wanted to wait till I was 21 but started at 20 so we aren’t all perfect.
I’m lucky enough that I had and have an amazing boyfriend to ease me into weed and support me. There were a few slip ups along the way, like trying to teach me that bong hits were smoother with a pinch of tobacco (yes I’m still mad about that, get over the fact I’m not getting over it Mr bong hits are smoother with a pinch of tobacco!). But really my start was really intense and I loved it.
My first experience with getting high, was homemade “throw all the weed we have in” edibles. I chose edibles for my first time because I was convinced I was never going to smoke, one of the undeniably bad things about cannabis is that any sort of smoke inhalation will be bad for your lungs, better than tobacco it’s still bad. Lots of people don’t get high the first time they smoke, for whatever reason; bad inhaling technique, some weird biology shit, buying stems from your dealer cause he told you the stems are what have the most marajuana in them. Not me, no I ate my weed Nutella like a CHAMP.
I then proceeded to have the time of my life, internally thinking of ways to solve all the universes problems, but externally laying down twitching the fuck out for 5 hours. Incapable of speech, holding my eyes open longer than 3 seconds, to not find Coca-Cola the most fucking yummiest thing I’ve ever tasted, and ofc complete lack of rectal control. Really what I found was that even now but especially at the start, what cannabis really did to me was turn my autism up to 11, not just that time but after getting past the hump of being unable to even move the first times I’d start to notice my texture and audio issues, my idiosyncrasies all became much more noticeable.
Looking back, the important thing I take from this isn’t that weed is bad because it makes me autistic, but that cannabis is great because it finally helped me break down some walls and has helped me finally become not just the person who I want to be but the person I am.
I would whole heartedly suggest starting smaller though, edibles was a fun experience for me as my first time but it could just as easily been a bad time from any number of easy to go wrong little things. My suggestion is either you’ll start with raw flower, or you’re going to end up there eventually as long as you are any kind of stoner. So just start with raw flower anyway, a joint is a great place to start but even if all you have is green, not even papers to roll with or the ability to roll for that matter use a bong, if you don’t have access to a bong look up how to make a pipe out of an apple, it can be that easy to start. weed, an apple and a lighter
