For me, the first few times I've done MDMA (spring / summer 2014) really was a quasi-religious experience. I never knew my brain was able to work this free from any anxiety, social discomfort, pressure. Literally for the first time in my life (or for as long as I can remember, anyway) I could stand in front of a mirror, look myself in the eyes and be totally OK with it, accept, understand, even love myself... I mean, I felt the same kind of connectedness with others, too, but the myself-part was what really touched me the most. I strongly felt (and still do, actually) that it is unbelievably stupid and evil to ban this drug for use in therapy - it most definetly could work wonders and help heal a lot of people. (It certainly did help me, but I think I could've used it much more to my advantage if I had used it in a therapeutic framework, with some sort of guidance.
Looking back I think that it didn't change me all that much. I'm pretty sure it did help me, like I said, the experience that that f*cking anxiety / depression apparently is not hard-wired into my brain helped. Now I have to say that what I experienced to be a profound change for the first few months wasn't all that sustainable. I feel like I'm a bit more open, a bit less scared than I was before the experience, and I'm pretty sure the MDMA helped with that. But there maybe a flipside - at times I feel like my ability to feel joy has improved, but also my ability to feel like shit is deeper, you know - the high is higher, but also the low is lower.
I never used it as a party drug btw. If people do that I'm fine with it, and its certainly good fun, but it also feels like a bit of a waste. Its a really powerful medicine. Oh, and I also had really shitty, scary-as-fuck comedowns. It really helped if I told myself 'This is just a chemical reaction... just a chemical reaction... it will go away...'