The irony when I made this piece was that I had no clue how bad mental illness could actually be. I've always oscilated between depressed and anxiety throughout my adult life. Things spiraled out of control when I got addicted to weed a few years ago. I was so deep in the rabbit hole I gave myself something called Cannabinoid toxicity. This manifested in four hour long panic attacks, delusions, and severe body pains that lasted months among other things. It was easily the worst experience of my life. I thought I was losing my mind and doctors could not help me. It's as if this piece was a premonition of what was to come in my life. I'm a lot better now two years after the event. I still experience lingering symptoms of anxiety and sheer exhaustion as my body/brain recover. For me, weed was absolutely not the harmless drug it's purported to be in the media.