This year? Absolutely chewing me up.
I’m burnt out from work. Wedding planning is draining what little mental energy I have left. My partner hasn’t had a job in a while, so we’re planning everything on a budget that’s somehow both laughable and terrifying. I’m tired. I’m stressed. I’m just trying to hold it together with caffeine and impulse control. (Mostly caffeine.)
So when my friends offered me edibles, I thought:
“Yeah. Why not. I deserve to feel something.“
I took 50mg. The most I’ve ever had.
The night before a job interview.
Because apparently I thought I could do that and wake up refreshed like some kind of chill forest nymph.
Plot twist: I woke up still high and deeply unqualified for literally anything, including life.
The interview felt like I was underwater. Everything was fuzzy and loud at the same time. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t keep track of the conversation. I was paranoid. My thoughts were stuck in molasses and I couldn’t get a full sentence out without wondering if I’d just said something completely unhinged.
At one point I started talking about carrots.
Like, passionately.
I don’t even know how we got there.
And no, I didn’t get the job. But honestly? I’m almost more upset that I didn’t even get a good high out of it. No fun. No giggles. No snacks. Just vibes of dread, regret, and public embarrassment.
So now I’m:
– Still broke
– Still stressed
– Still wedding planning on a prayer and a spreadsheet
– Down one job opportunity
– Down 50mg
– And honestly? Down bad
Anyway. Don’t be like me. Don’t try to “treat yourself” with a mega-dose edible the night before something important. Or at all, if you’re not that kind of person. I promise the chill isn’t worth it.
This year is chaos, and I am its court jester
