Although I have my concerns about writing this, I have put them aside so that I can share with you guys my experience with thc oil. I wish this forum could be a positive sanctuary where we share ideas and respect each other but it’s really starting to get strange with all the negativity and censoring. I also know people know me on this site but apparently there is no way of hiding or coming back as a new user so I am forced to restrain myself from posting certain things. To those people who know me here, it would only be fair if you let me know (that goes for you Gavin – I knew last summer what you meant when you kept saying you’re the gumshoe). It only adds to my paranoia thinking of people being able to check up on my status secretly over many years.
Anyway I will start by first reposting this article I came across about neurogenesis a while back -http://mentalhealthdaily.com/2013/03/05/11-ways-to-grow-new-brain-cells-and-stimulate-neurogenesis/. This led me on a journey to try thc oil in many forms (the coconut oil one I made as a safer alternative to RSO became unbearable to swallow after a week jsyk). I finally made what I thought was RSO with a heavy indica strain and a hybrid strain with naphtha because according to this Italian solvent study - cannabis-med.org/data/pdf/en_2013_01_1.pdf - naphtha extracts the most amount of thc out of all the solvents; and the argument that the others are better because they retain more terepenes is null when there is such little left of them anyway since they burn up almost instantly when heated.
I began by slowly titrated up on the oil until I was probably consuming more than an eighth of weed a day over a four week period. This is pretty insane if you think about it. During this time I tried to abstain from alcohol and eat a healthy diet, but unfortunately my roommate broke up with his girlfriend and I felt the need to cheer him up by inviting him to a party. I couldn’t help but drink and what proceeded was a complete blackout which luckily only my closest friends witnessed after we left the party. I don’t know what I said and my friends avoided telling me so I became increasingly paranoid. I believe your setting and diet are crucial during these kinds of “ceremonies” and you need to either keep to yourself or interact with people who know your condition and who you can trust.
By week 3 I was becoming increasingly cold intolerant which I believe is a sign my estrogen was sky high because I also wasn’t doing well with my sides. Weed usually tends to make me feel colder, and being on such a high dose, I began to think maybe since THC is the female side of the plant too much of it for us could be a bad thing. I was starting to read into everything very deeply. Almost like I could read my friend’s and family’s thoughts and remember strange events that shaped my life. I started talking to myself and possibly in my sleep. I began to notice sugar was having a bad effect on me and I had this urge to get out of my surroundings as I felt they were negatively impacting my treatment. I thought my roommates were listening in on me during my sleep because I noticed them sitting in the living room quietly with the TV turned off when I would wake up to go to pee during the middle of the night which for them was earlier since I was going to sleep around 10pm (I was sleeping almost 10 hours a night on the oil).
I finally decided to cold turkey the oil after the fourth week because I had another blackout while drinking over thanksgiving break and had no idea what happened. I tried to smoke weed to sleep but now my tolerance was so high that even a gram smoked continuously didn’t have any effect. By the 3rd day I was desperate for sleep so I tried to go back on the oil and titrate down. It didn’t work and on top of that I was beginning to get massive brain fog and I was unable to work. Strangely at the same time, I had these moments of euphoria where I realized many things about the way I had been living the past few years. It was like a veil was being uncovered and all of a sudden I had this positive outlook on life that I never had before even with all the bad shit going on.
I discovered what seemed like a revelation. After all this time I had been doing THC oil, the female side of the plant, when I should be trying the male side, CBD; or even possibly trying a 1:1 ratio of thc to cbd which in mind I was thinking would help equalize my hormone profile. CBD after all is made from the male plant of cannabis called hemp. Rick Simpson even calls his oil “hemp oil”. I also began to think about Rick and what resources he had available to him back in the 90s when he was doing this. He probably had the same strain as what here in America was prevalent in the 60s which was a much mellower high consisting of what I believe were strains high in CBD. I immediately set out on a search to find CBD oil. I eventually found a place that sold plus CBD oil - pluscbdoil.com/ and I got one of their strongest ones having no idea what the affect or dosage would be and the people selling it didn’t know either. Within an hour of taken a dap of this stuff I was smelling again, thinking again, and feeling again like I did so so many years ago. It was pure bliss. I drove around town for another 6 hours just enjoying myself. This stuff also makes time feel like it has slowed down. I got home and discovered sensitivity returned to my penis which I had thought was lost forever. I was ecstatic but unfortunately I was still desperate for sleep and during this time I had already started ambien. This would turn out to be a big mistake.
The next day I was feeling out of it but I wanted to get more of the oil for the coming weeks. I went out to get some and this is where real weird shit began to happen. I believe the combination of thc withdrawal and the ambien made me have day time hallucinations or at least I hope. Maybe these events were schizophrenic but somehow I remember them pretty clearly. Long story short I had a very tough time getting to the place that sold the oil as I was completely disoriented and unable to control my bladder. Even though I managed to get more of the oil, I noticed yesterday’s incredible affects were gone as I continued to consume more.
The next day I tried to do research on the cbd oil for sleep with all kinds of information – one telling me to dose cbd in the morning and thc at night while another said best way to get sleep on cbd is to get a 1:1 - reset.me/.
Now what followed was a trip of a life time that let’s just say didn’t go quite well. Either the ambien I was on made me have day time hallucinations which I can remember vividly or something else; but I will never be able to tell this story because I believe I was in a place I shouldn’t have been especially alone. When I got home, I was finally able to ditch the ambien and get back on weed which I then had abstained from for 3 weeks and I believe that was enough time for the huge amounts of thc to get out of my fat cells. That night I experienced a 100% recovery. Like nothing in the last 4 years. All sides reversed and more, and I slept for 10 hours. Unfortunately this again had its honey moon period but I had another revelation of sorts. THC is a powerful antifungal. It appears that many of the things we do that make us feel better has to deal with neurogenesis and antifungals. For instance the spinach, broccoli, and asparagus diets all made me feel much better but only for a short period again just like what we refer to as the honeymoon effect.
I know how hated this topic is but we must consider it. This might not be the main cause of our problems but could be why some of us experience much harsher sides due to our immune system being more compromised. Could we be dealing with a super fungus group that has developed within us during our extreme immune system failure as we crashed. A social and extremely resilient fungus group that may die off almost completely during something like an asparagus diet only to evolve and bring us back to baseline. Fungi are growing rampant in our world today with new kinds of bacteria developing that we can no longer cure with antibiotics. Have a look at this guy - youtube.com/watch?v=z1ifXxbxhZc.
I have now decided to start a paleo/anti fungal/no sugar diet. I began with a fast before my trip and now am trying to recover with eating only extremely healthy foods but it is pretty difficult. I have trouble gaining weight and muscle and my sides are at their worse but I hope this is a part of the detox process. I need to pick the brain of the cdnuts thread for some help later. I am not quite sure whether to exercise in this state since I ache constantly but I feel like I have to.
What I now believe in is that I must work at getting back to a healthier state with better sleep before I can make any more moves. I will wrap this up with some inspiring documentaries I have come across –
vimeo.com/39562192 - I posted this earlier but this is very inspirational for getting started in changing your diet.
vimeo.com/106081930 - interesting how if you look at the map of PFS people – those countries that ban GMOs have very few – The French are doing surprisingly well even on their shitty diet.
youtube.com/watch?v=nV04zyfLyN4 - shocking stuff.
And now for what I might pursue thanks to Tommy Chong’s inspiring story:
youtube.com/watch?v=LA6LLkD5KZA
youtube.com/watch?v=a0ZoXAw59kI – notice his wife mentions all kinds of marijuana – CBD maybe? I think so.
I want to saw one last thing as I post this. I have gone through so much with this disease that I feel almost invincible. I will try to heal myself or die trying. Know that if I ever disappear without a sign or a detailed note explaining myself, it most likely wasn’t my own doing. There really is something to psychedelics but your setting and mood are crucial. If you are brave enough to try some of these things and wish to discuss it pm me. There is a world of ancient remedies out there for us to try – frog poison, ibogaine, psilocybin, peyote, mdma, ayahausca. I can’t try these things alone again right now but I hope in the future with a trusted companion with me, I will set out to try some of these things.
