Man I am so fucking freaked out.
Earlier Erica had weed, and Erica said "let's smoke this". Even though I don't usually do weed, I said what the hell, and smoked it with her. Marijuana tends to make me feel anxious and I don't seem to usually experience the pleasurable effects others report.
So a bit ago I was feeling very stuffy and decided to go take a walk and clear my head. In my neighborhood, there aren't uniform public street lamps. Houses are privately lit, some have different exterior lighting htan others. As such, some patches of my walk are well lit and others are totally dark.
After getting about 10 minutes out, I started getting oddly fearful. I kept feeling like I was being followed or watched and the darkness started to seem oppressive.
So I decided to just go straight home because the pot was clearly fucking with me. I kept going and I thought i saw an outline of a motionless animal in the grass ahead. It was veyr dark so I was only getting a silhouette. I was trying to figure out if it was a toy or a lawn ornament or a rock or whatever, so I kept going closer.
Once I got about ten feet away, I noticed it was a live cat. A black cat. Staring straight at me and not moving. My heart just jumped into my throat for some reason it was so creepy. I reacted by hissing at it and it ran away.
I then walked the rest of the way home looking behind me every few steps just almost becoming completely unraveled.
THere's a reason I don't do weed. Why did I do this.