Omg. Have I got a story.
So, I'm one of the many people fortunate enough to have to take antidepressants. I take two, and one is in an XL dose. Needless to say, I have to be careful about my consumption because of this.
Learned this the hard way when I took ~15 hits off my then GF's pen for around 6 seconds each hit. I was higher than the furthest planet in our solar system, and as it turns out, I was experiencing serotonin syndrome. I did as any stoner would do when realizing they're on a bad trip and simply tried to enjoy the good bits.
This resulted in me thinking I could talk to her cat, a chubby orange tabby, and that he could see my soul. I was talking to him in god knows what language!
My girlfriend, knowing I was having a terrible time, tried to lighten the mood. She grabbed a nerf gun and pointed it at me and I absolutely freaked out, fully convinced she was holding an actual gun. I was so far gone lol.
Many other hilarious and illogical moments ensued, but I can't remember all of them for obvious reasons.
Moral of the story, if you take SSRIs, be careful with your dosage!! I very nearly ended up in the ER, but was lucky enough to come out of the experience with some very funny (and embarrassing) stories B)