Interesting concept, weed catalyzing anxiety. I quit smoking when I was 17 for the same reasons as most people on this thread — it made me tired, stupid, anxious, and paranoid. Once every 5–10 years I would take a hit, then remember why I hate.
When I was dating my pot-loving now-husband, about 6 years ago, I took a hit, with the same old miserable results. A year later, same thing… Shortly thereafter, I developed full-blown general anxiety disorder. In retrospect, I probably always had it to a low degree, but now it is horrible, took a long time to find meds to control, and the last f’ing thing I would want would be a hit of pot.
Maybe if I induced the G.A.D., there’s hope for someday vanquishing it. I sure hope so. It is a miserable thing.