you want to hear a great MDMA story..i dont know if u can count this as NOT abusing it but..in a four day period me and a friend of mine binged on four grams of crystal MDMA. the one thing i remember is wallking into Kholes and i felt like i was walking through heavens gates..literally. I was almost blinded by how bright everything was and the check out lady just smiled at me. my eyes must have been so big dude. lmaoo MDMA is a fun drug but i think its lost it magic for me. ): still got methylone though (;
It goes without saying that your story is definitely abuse...
As for an excellent story... This was with MDA but its one of the best experiences I ever had with ecstasy.
I was at a party in Denver... Dropped a pill, was feeling good, decided to drop another one...
Most of this was and still is a blur, I got a lot of it from third party explanations but I remember the music experience perfectly. Like it was happening right now it is so vivid.
One of my favorite local DJs hit the decks and I happened to start dancing. I love hard trance and he was throwing the hard dance down like you wouldn't believe. I hit the dance floor and just started moving with the music. Next thing I know, I feel electricity shooting through my body and I start seeing music notes flying out of the DJ booth and into me. As each music note hit me, I felt a physical sensation like I was being blasted with infinite waves of energy and I remember that everything around me disappeared. All that existed in that universe. In that time. On that plane. Was my soul, the DJ, and the music. I continued to progressively get more and more fucked up. This whole time, people were dumping water bottles on me to keep me from overheating and collapsing, it was a hot club after all. I was completely in the zone and non-responsive to anyone around me.
When his set ended and the next DJ killed the music and restarted it, I snapped out of it and spent the night answering questions about what the hell possessed me because nobody had ever seen me dance hard and even more to the point, nobody had ever seen me dance well. I always was an out of place awkward white boy on the dance floor. That night changed me in so many ways. The rest of the roll was spent breaking down social barriers. I was pretty much a total reclusive and distrusting person (for good reason but I digress) but that night, I was hugging and kissing everyone (male, female, didn't really give a shit), I made a ton of friends that night (most of them I still talked to after I came down too - something that is unique to MDA with me. MDMA relationships are pretty much over with a few exceptions when I come down) and here's the best part... I had to work at 7AM... So I was eating half a pill every few hours to keep my energy at work up - had one of my best sales days I ever had at that job. LMAO
The crash was BRUTAL though. When I got home, mind you I had been eating pills since 9PM the night before and it was now 4 in the afternoon, I had a few beers until I passed out. I don't remember much of the next two days but my friends ended up over at my place taking care of me, I know that much. It would have been the perfect experience if I had not gone to work the next day and continued to eat pills, that's for sure.
Currently 5 days short of 16 months without touching the shit :D