[SuchFriendsAreDangerous]

Originally Posted by gmku

Back when I smoked frequently, I preferred smoking alone than with others, especially in a party situation. Around other people the stuff made me feel paranoid for some reason, not of the other people, but of things. This one time I thought either cops or a flying saucer were outside our friends' house and insisted that my then-fiance take me home immediately. She did, and then hung out quietly with me on our front porch patiently waiting for me to calm down. I later married this wonderful woman.