Greetings, I have been experiencing a bizarre and discouraging series of events which I can at best relate to mental health, and am looking for a second opinion. I have long battled hypochondria, obsessive compulsive disorder and paranoid anxiety, and am aware of the power of psychosomatic influence over symptoms. About six months ago I did something very foolish and am ashamed to reveal it but I feel it is a necessary factor to the introduction of what, I suppose one may say, is "happening" to me. I was heavily peer pressured by my supervisor at work to begin smoking pot with him, I weakly gave in, it wouldn't be the first time I had done it but I am not a regular user or even an advocate of recreational drugs. I hadn't done it in quite some time, since I was in my early teens almost a decade ago, and decided to ingest it orally under the assumption that it would have less of an effect if any. The story of that day is a long one, but to shorten it I began hallucinating intensely and had a panic attack under the impression that I was inches from death, my wife drove me to the ER, they gave me Ativan to slow my heartbeat and all was well again. Needless to say I haven't touched it since and feel really stupid, but the experience I had that day rapidly and almost completely annihilated my ongoing perception of reality. Aside from a constant fear that my heart is going to stop functioning properly and the occasional panic attack proceeding that incident, I've begun to gradually, I feel, 'lose touch'. At times, usually triggered by the mention of anything metaphysical or relating to death, I am haunted by this complete altered state of consciousness in which everything feels 'wrong'. At this point in time I am aware that it is irrational, but I fear that I will lose grip of that awareness and begin to eventually cease being able to snap myself out of it with logic: I worry that I do not belong on this plane of existence, that this is all a very dark, very unnatural illusion, that reality as we know it is a very centered joke upon myself for some otherworldly and inconceivably cruel reason, and everything feels 'fake', surreal, hollow, other adjectives which have no place describing anything grounded in reality. I know that this sounds insane, and that is precisely what I am worried about, of course no one can relate to these strange and dangerous feelings because these thoughts do not occur naturally to a sane person. I cannot convey this altered sense of reality to anyone, but it frightens me to the point of core terror, and I am afraid that these irrational episodes will begin to last for longer periods of time if not permanently, because they are occurring with perpetual frequency. I have serious OCD, am a chronic hypochondriac and my doctor put me on paxil to sedate my panic attacks, but even with all of this knowledge I still fear that I am going completely insane. What's worse, when I am experiencing this frightening state of mind I have this overwhelming need to get away from it, even and especially to the point of suicide, I become convinced that it is the only way out of this maddened state of perception, it is not spawned by depression or fear, more of a simple need to get away from 'where I am', equated emotionally to stepping into an adjacent room where the walls are painted a more pleasing color, not spawned from a desire to die. I am afraid that I will not be forever able to combat this nonsense with the rational understanding that it is indeed an irrational state of mind and not a true perception. I further fear that that part of my brain which separates thought from action will eventually cease to be under my control and I will do something I do not rationally wish to. Is this schizophrenia? It feels so unnatural, I live a perfectly happy life, am happily married, have a steady job and have never had any real difficulties which I could not cope with efficiently, I have however always battled consistent anxiety, I think I may have always had this craziness in me and that stupid pot trip I put myself on sped things along. Maybe it was laced, I certainly haven't encountered anyone else who has had this happen to them. Thanks for reading, special thanks for responding.






Thank you for your response, I should state in case I hadn't made it clear in my original post that I do not smoke pot, or consume it in anyway way. I had not used marijuana more than three times in my life, that was the third and the last, and that was about 6 months ago, and even then I didn't smoke it, I ate it.