Quick note - This was the first drug I've done besides your typical teen years of smoking pot and drinking and there was like one time I had four triple C's but nothing happened since it was such a small dose. So consider me extremely retarded for considering Benadryl as my first choice of something to trip on.
P.S. During this time in my life I had gotten caught with possesion of marijuana. (16 year old me made dumbass decisions) With that being said I had monthly supervised probation so weed was out of the picture and I was grounded this whole time and couldn't leave the house..So the only available option was stealing OTC meds to experiment with; otherwise dph would have never even crossed my mind as something to do recreationally. (I'll try my very best to be as descriptive of the night as possible, but experiencing dph is difficult to put into words.) Alright enough backstory onto the good shit!
Date of occurance: Nov 29th
My mood throughout the day was pretty typical. I already had the pills two days prior after going shopping with my mother and decided tonight would be a good time to indulge in the amazing world that is complete delurium.
My dad worked nights and my mother was on her way to bed..showtime! At this time I lived downstairs in the basement and figured as long as I stayed quiet and got everything I needed beforehand I'd be completely fine and in the clear, which is what I did.(I would like to add that I did pop one a while before popping the rest just to make sure I didnt have some type of allergy to the stuff. Which I would suggest to everyone wanting to try Benadryl.)
So, with plenty of water and snacks and music, down the hatch went 12 pills. I figured I could start off slow and work my way up if the high was not as intense as I'd like or stop before letting the high become too drastic. After about 20 minutes I definitely felt change in my auditory senses. I had the radio on playing whatever was popular at the time aswell as some good hippy stuff like Pink Floyd on my mp3 player. The music was enjoyable for the most part; it was like the voices felt wavier on most tracks. Almost some parts seemed quieter which I liked as the music really calmed me down and put me in a trance like state. This went on for a little while and then the sedative feels really started to kick in (and mild euphoria). But, I had plenty of caffeine to keep me going. Plus I couldn't complain, I love a drowsy high. (God bless Codiene)
I didn't have hallucinations at this point. I think this was mainly due to the basement being so dark that my mind couldn't use what was around me to spark my imaginative side. By the washer and dryer I do however remember seeing a cat with its tailing waving back n forth purring. The purring went nicely with my music and I'm a huge animal lover so if felt like he was protecting me from any possible bad vibes and would keep me calm during the duration of my trip.
After a little longer I got bored of my music. The high felt like it was wearing off after only three hours. Maybe due to the big dinner I had that night. I turn on my pink neon light and grab the rest of the Bennies. I keep the light on in hopes of visuals or hallucinations. I take 4 more. But five minutes I said fuck it and took the 8 that was left. Boom! First hallucination hit. It was my father. WHO WAS AT WORK. This fucked with my head for a sec. For some reason it felt so real hearing him come down the stairs and literally seeing him opening up the washer and putting a load of laundry in it. Then opening the dryer to check if clothes were in it then proceeding to turn it on. The noise our dryer makes even came along with the hallucination. He said nothing to me as he usually doesnt when coming downstairs to do the laundry. He was the kind of guy to give me plenty of privacy. But what was odd was after he finished starting our washer and dryer I hallucinated him sitting down by them on an old nightstand he decided to use as a makeshift chair. This was odd and I felt like I was caught for some reason. Like maybe I did some weird shit I couldn't remember and my mom had him come home from work early to watch me. My mind was racing but I was so high it was hard to even comprehend my own thoughts. So I then started reminding myself that I was still currently tripping and that this is what I signed up for but that every thing is fine nothing negative is happening. I shut my eyes and kept telling myself this. When I reopened them I checked to see what my dad was doing and POOF! completely gone.
After that I was able to calm down and really enjoy the rest of my trip. I get up to turn the light on.(the actually basement light this time) EXTREMELY DIFFICULT TO WALK LIKE HOLY FUCK IT FELT LIKE I HAD 35+ SHOTS IN ME. At this point I had to piss super bad from all the water and soda I had been drinking. So I made the dangerous journey up the stairs to the bathroom, which I surpisingly survived. I tripped almost five times on my way to the bathroom but luckily was able to catch myself. I pissed. Stared in the mirror but nothing strange happened or made me feel uneasy like most people speak of when tripping.
Downstairs I went. Leaning backwards while slowly as possible going down the steps to prevent from falling forward. Half way down a literally had to scootch my ass down the stairs because walking was so difficult and I was so sleepy at this point. But the kind of tiredness that makes it hard to sleep. I decided to try and achieve CEVs on 600mg since the last time I was in complete was at the very beginning of the trip. So I turn off the basement light. As I'm walking back to my bed, which is on the complete other side of the basement, is when I completely shitwhipped onto the concrete and broke my nose. I was so beyond high at this point all I did was assume my nose was bleeding from the impact. Never did it cross my mind that I had broken it.
I proceeded back upstairs towards the kitchen this time to grab some paper towels and heading downstairs again. Ass scootch and all. I walked so damn slow on the conrete this time and removed my socks right before turning off the light and heading back into my safe bed. I turned off my neon light and pulled the covers over me. I sat in darkness calm once again not even feeling pain from the fall. Relaxing music was playing and I felt tingly at this point. All was good.
After 30 minutes listening to my songs I turned the neon light which I can do without getting out of bed. Another minor hallucination I had was not being able to grab my notebook that I clearly seen on my nightstand I grabbed and grabbed but my hand went right through it like it was a ghost. This was frustrating but also made me laugh my ass off. I gave up and listened to more music for a little bit..
At this time it was about 5:30am. This is when I had the biggest hallucination of all. Keep in mind my dad worked nights and wasn't home but he came down the stairs again clear as day I heard his voice say "Hey! *my name*" he came right next to my bedside and tells me "Come upstairs and do the dishes." I somehow was able to walk again thankfully which I still can't understand to this day how my stupid ass walking stopped like that in less than an hour when the trip lasted 8. I actually followed this vivid hallucination of my dad up the stairs into the kitchen. I turned on the sink and started washing dishes. My saw my dad lift the trashcan lid and take the trashbag out. Still tripping balls I was flipping out trying to figure out why my dad was home and making me do chores. This was way different than my last hallucination of him he talked to me and everything. Which is why I really assumed it was reality. Then when I turn back around to respond to a question he asked me he was gone just like before. This was totally weird to me.
I forgot to mention this was also a school night for me. Also a bad decision on my part to trip on a school night but I figured I could pull it off and sleep during class or something. 5:30 is also the time I get up to go to get ready for school. So my mom wakes up and comes into the kitchen seeing me covered in blood doing to dishes laughing at another hallucination I had just witnessed of a fat cow in my backyard going MOOOO!
She gasped and said "What the fuck happened!" I told her to not worry that I just fell and got a bloody nose last night. She goes "That's not a bloody nose son, go look in the mirror." I literally looked like something out of a horror movie. Bloody as hell like someone stabbed me 5 times and my nose was noticably out of placed bent towards the face and completely misaligned.
Long story short she took to the hospital. The doctors said I broke my nose in two different places. I had to go to an ear and nose specialist who scheduled a surgery for me. Surgury went well and the pain killers I was given afterwards felt great because I had no pain in the first place so that mixed with the after affects of being put under was a great drowsy 40 minute high. I had to wear a splint for a week on my nose then two weeks after that my nose was finally healed. The left side has a pretty gnarly scar but hey it gives me proof I stupidly ventured into the mysteriously insane world that is complete delirium.
-h4s&g
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P.S. During this time in my life I had gotten caught with possesion of marijuana. (16 year old me made dumbass decisions) With that being said I had monthly supervised probation so weed was out of the picture and I was grounded this whole time and couldn't leave the house..So the only available option was stealing OTC meds to experiment with; otherwise dph would have never even crossed my mind as something to do recreationally. (I'll try my very best to be as descriptive of the night as possible, but experiencing dph is difficult to put into words.) Alright enough backstory onto the good shit!
Date of occurance: Nov 29th
My mood throughout the day was pretty typical. I already had the pills two days prior after going shopping with my mother and decided tonight would be a good time to indulge in the amazing world that is complete delurium.
My dad worked nights and my mother was on her way to bed..showtime! At this time I lived downstairs in the basement and figured as long as I stayed quiet and got everything I needed beforehand I'd be completely fine and in the clear, which is what I did.(I would like to add that I did pop one a while before popping the rest just to make sure I didnt have some type of allergy to the stuff. Which I would suggest to everyone wanting to try Benadryl.)
So, with plenty of water and snacks and music, down the hatch went 12 pills. I figured I could start off slow and work my way up if the high was not as intense as I'd like or stop before letting the high become too drastic. After about 20 minutes I definitely felt change in my auditory senses. I had the radio on playing whatever was popular at the time aswell as some good hippy stuff like Pink Floyd on my mp3 player. The music was enjoyable for the most part; it was like the voices felt wavier on most tracks. Almost some parts seemed quieter which I liked as the music really calmed me down and put me in a trance like state. This went on for a little while and then the sedative feels really started to kick in (and mild euphoria). But, I had plenty of caffeine to keep me going. Plus I couldn't complain, I love a drowsy high. (God bless Codiene)
I didn't have hallucinations at this point. I think this was mainly due to the basement being so dark that my mind couldn't use what was around me to spark my imaginative side. By the washer and dryer I do however remember seeing a cat with its tailing waving back n forth purring. The purring went nicely with my music and I'm a huge animal lover so if felt like he was protecting me from any possible bad vibes and would keep me calm during the duration of my trip.
After a little longer I got bored of my music. The high felt like it was wearing off after only three hours. Maybe due to the big dinner I had that night. I turn on my pink neon light and grab the rest of the Bennies. I keep the light on in hopes of visuals or hallucinations. I take 4 more. But five minutes I said fuck it and took the 8 that was left. Boom! First hallucination hit. It was my father. WHO WAS AT WORK. This fucked with my head for a sec. For some reason it felt so real hearing him come down the stairs and literally seeing him opening up the washer and putting a load of laundry in it. Then opening the dryer to check if clothes were in it then proceeding to turn it on. The noise our dryer makes even came along with the hallucination. He said nothing to me as he usually doesnt when coming downstairs to do the laundry. He was the kind of guy to give me plenty of privacy. But what was odd was after he finished starting our washer and dryer I hallucinated him sitting down by them on an old nightstand he decided to use as a makeshift chair. This was odd and I felt like I was caught for some reason. Like maybe I did some weird shit I couldn't remember and my mom had him come home from work early to watch me. My mind was racing but I was so high it was hard to even comprehend my own thoughts. So I then started reminding myself that I was still currently tripping and that this is what I signed up for but that every thing is fine nothing negative is happening. I shut my eyes and kept telling myself this. When I reopened them I checked to see what my dad was doing and POOF! completely gone.
After that I was able to calm down and really enjoy the rest of my trip. I get up to turn the light on.(the actually basement light this time) EXTREMELY DIFFICULT TO WALK LIKE HOLY FUCK IT FELT LIKE I HAD 35+ SHOTS IN ME. At this point I had to piss super bad from all the water and soda I had been drinking. So I made the dangerous journey up the stairs to the bathroom, which I surpisingly survived. I tripped almost five times on my way to the bathroom but luckily was able to catch myself. I pissed. Stared in the mirror but nothing strange happened or made me feel uneasy like most people speak of when tripping.
Downstairs I went. Leaning backwards while slowly as possible going down the steps to prevent from falling forward. Half way down a literally had to scootch my ass down the stairs because walking was so difficult and I was so sleepy at this point. But the kind of tiredness that makes it hard to sleep. I decided to try and achieve CEVs on 600mg since the last time I was in complete was at the very beginning of the trip. So I turn off the basement light. As I'm walking back to my bed, which is on the complete other side of the basement, is when I completely shitwhipped onto the concrete and broke my nose. I was so beyond high at this point all I did was assume my nose was bleeding from the impact. Never did it cross my mind that I had broken it.
I proceeded back upstairs towards the kitchen this time to grab some paper towels and heading downstairs again. Ass scootch and all. I walked so damn slow on the conrete this time and removed my socks right before turning off the light and heading back into my safe bed. I turned off my neon light and pulled the covers over me. I sat in darkness calm once again not even feeling pain from the fall. Relaxing music was playing and I felt tingly at this point. All was good.
After 30 minutes listening to my songs I turned the neon light which I can do without getting out of bed. Another minor hallucination I had was not being able to grab my notebook that I clearly seen on my nightstand I grabbed and grabbed but my hand went right through it like it was a ghost. This was frustrating but also made me laugh my ass off. I gave up and listened to more music for a little bit..
At this time it was about 5:30am. This is when I had the biggest hallucination of all. Keep in mind my dad worked nights and wasn't home but he came down the stairs again clear as day I heard his voice say "Hey! *my name*" he came right next to my bedside and tells me "Come upstairs and do the dishes." I somehow was able to walk again thankfully which I still can't understand to this day how my stupid ass walking stopped like that in less than an hour when the trip lasted 8. I actually followed this vivid hallucination of my dad up the stairs into the kitchen. I turned on the sink and started washing dishes. My saw my dad lift the trashcan lid and take the trashbag out. Still tripping balls I was flipping out trying to figure out why my dad was home and making me do chores. This was way different than my last hallucination of him he talked to me and everything. Which is why I really assumed it was reality. Then when I turn back around to respond to a question he asked me he was gone just like before. This was totally weird to me.
I forgot to mention this was also a school night for me. Also a bad decision on my part to trip on a school night but I figured I could pull it off and sleep during class or something. 5:30 is also the time I get up to go to get ready for school. So my mom wakes up and comes into the kitchen seeing me covered in blood doing to dishes laughing at another hallucination I had just witnessed of a fat cow in my backyard going MOOOO!
She gasped and said "What the fuck happened!" I told her to not worry that I just fell and got a bloody nose last night. She goes "That's not a bloody nose son, go look in the mirror." I literally looked like something out of a horror movie. Bloody as hell like someone stabbed me 5 times and my nose was noticably out of placed bent towards the face and completely misaligned.
Long story short she took to the hospital. The doctors said I broke my nose in two different places. I had to go to an ear and nose specialist who scheduled a surgery for me. Surgury went well and the pain killers I was given afterwards felt great because I had no pain in the first place so that mixed with the after affects of being put under was a great drowsy 40 minute high. I had to wear a splint for a week on my nose then two weeks after that my nose was finally healed. The left side has a pretty gnarly scar but hey it gives me proof I stupidly ventured into the mysteriously insane world that is complete delirium.
-h4s&g
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