I've used this twice now, once at 150 mg rectally in vinegar to prevent the pH neutral water reaction and most recently at 200 mg orally, both times with very few traditionally psychedelic effects. I confirmed the "pink reaction" with water beforehand, so I'm pretty certain I have the right compound. The 200 mg oral experience was one of the strangest reactions I've ever had to a psychedelic. I mostly felt threshold effects, but I had maybe five flashes of highly intricate closed eye visuals almost reminiscent of ayahuasca's. Between these brief flashes however, all I experienced was a pleasant stimulation. I was like it was shifting back and forth between the inactive pink form and the active form or something, though I know that's ridiculous. I had no tolerance to 5-HT psychedelics at the time. It's really too bad since 2C-B is so difficult to come across.
I used MXE in combination with my 200 mg oral dose, and I was involuntarily awake for over 40 hours. The next day was so odd. It was about 12 hours after my first 100 mg dose (redosed 100 mg at T+1.5hrs) and time was moving as slowly as I've ever experienced it. I think a lot of the dysphoria I felt at the time owed to all the MXE I used trying to get something going and sleep deprivation more than the BK-2C-B, though of course I wouldn't have been awake for so long had I not taken something so stimulating. As I tossed in my bed I became fixated on the notion that something had gone extremely wrong and that I had died or gone mad because my sense of time was so profoundly protracted.
I had to attempt to jump my car in a negative 50 degree wind chill and work during the daytime hours to come. It ended up being the longest day of my life. After coming back home and after about 38 hours of being awake I vomited during the early morning hours of the next night, and during the few seconds of the most acute gagging sensations I felt a surge of emotion that made me want to blurt out sobbing. It was totally bizarre because the feelings were those of being seized by an emotionally overwhelming catharsis, but I absolutely could not figure out what psychological block I seemed to be attempting to overcome during those surges or why I only seemed to feel them within those gagging intermittent seconds when I was actually expelling vomit. What was so strange was that the emotion instantly abated as soon as vomit stopped coming out. I've never experienced anything like it before. Those brief episodes were the most obvious experiences of what is traditionally thought of emotional "purging" that I've ever had.
I became very worried I was blocking something that was extremely threatening emotionally, and that must have been why I could only bring myself to begin to face it during these spasms of disgust before recoiling back into some kind of denial. I couldn't think of what else might be happening. It was like being electrocuted while having the air crushed out of my chest. Because these surges of emotion seemed directly tied to vomiting, I attempted to force myself to gag and get whatever it was over with. I absolutely could not do it, despite never having problems doing so when I've felt it would help in the past. It was a very disconcerting experience, especially since I'm usually a very happy and emotionally stable person, relatively speaking. I tried to think of unacceptable things like breaking up with my girlfriend of 5 years in a desperate attempt to face whatever the fuck might have been going on and get past the torture of it. Subconsciously desiring to break up with her and having to start my life over was the only thing I could think of that could cause such a state of relentless denial in me, but every attempt to consider it was violently rejected. I considered going to wake her but I wouldn't have known what to say to help myself. I finally gave up in despair and collapsed from exhaustion.
I awoke the next morning when my girlfriend came downstairs to leave for work. When I saw her I felt nothing but love and couldn't help but smile. There was no doubt in my mind about it. As soon as she left I felt something lift from my chest and the very same surge of emotion washed over me again, now over 48 hours after first dosing, but this time it wasn't tied to nausea but to a sense of profound assurance in my love of her and an affirmation of life in possessing this knowledge. I started sobbing from joy and laughing at how fucking strange and unprecedented an experience it all had been. I should probably ask that woman to marry me already. Either whatever the 200 mg had been doing stopped over night or I intuited a different way to achieve catharsis in my sleep, or both. It was like the BK-2C-B had set off some sort of profound psychological episode without me ever really tripping in any traditional way.
Again, I'm usually a pretty contented, highly self-aware and emotionally stable person. I've never experienced romantic doubts with an emotional ignorance remotely close to this, which makes the whole experience all the more strange. Now I'm thinking it was all some elaborate subconscious scheme to reassure myself and maybe make some important decisions rather than any kind of denial of something bad that remains unfaced. I really don't know, but it seems ultimately benign in any case, just odd. It's really hard to say how much the BK-2C-B had to do with it, and I know this story isn't really instructive for anybody looking for a light hearted and fun 2C-B-like experience, but I felt compelled to mention it since if it wasn't incited in some way by the BK-2C-B it's one hell of a strange coincidence.
