keytoterror
Greenlighter
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- Jan 15, 2015
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I always had trouble with MDMA. Ever since I was intoduced to the rave seen, I fell in love with it. So one day, I came into enough money to buy a 1/2 oz off my friend. Now, I had been using regularly for a while so I would go for frequent re-ups, so I didn't feel like shit. So I take 1g with no problem and decide to drive 45 min to pick up my friend. HE said it was one of the worst driving, ever. So once we get home, I re-up again and convince my friend to try a little. We end up having great night. We re-upped 1 or 2 more times and just sat talking for 14+ hrs.
THAT'S when stuff starting getting rough. I began to get very irritable and lash out. My friend took my stash so I wasn't able to do anymore. NOW, I know it was because he cared.....but at that time, I was screaming and yelling and crying at him. I would even purposefully try to be mean. But then the next second, crying that I needed him close. He was fantastic to put up with all that and still try to help.
My coordination and limb strength were completely disorganized. My muscles were so weak that at some points, I couldn't stand up unaided. I could raise and lower my limbs but could not coordinate. My legs looks like Gumby and I kept rolling my ankles. I couldn't control my arms enough to reach out and grab anything. Specifically, I was trying to grab a pen and I was unable to even hold it to write. My entire body was shaking.
From there, came the visual and auditory hallucinations. Visually, it was mostly spotting and shadows. So it looked like a bunch of bugs flying through my vision that I, by instinct, would swat at. I also had shadows in the corners of my eyes. It made me feel like every shadow had a breath and I wasn't safe. It made it look like everything stationary, could move.
Then there was the auditory part. At first I thought nothing of it. A door opening or creaky stairs....then the paranoia kicks in...those could be cops or someone has broken in. Thankfully, you had someone home to check and re-assure you....until the hallucinations go for that too. I couldn't fully communicate with him unless I was immediately by his side. At one point, I went into the bathroom,the next room over, and I can hear him on the phone telling someone that I'm a crazy bitch and he needed to get the fuck outta here. So I bust in the room, ready to catch him on his phone talking shit.....but he's not. The tv is on low and he is just leaning back watching it and his phone was charging across the room. He swore he never said that he would never say anything like that. It happened a few other times as well, I would hear a man or a woman's voice but no one was in the house but us. It happened multiple times.
FYI- through this whole ordeal (about a 2 night span) I did about 3-4g and that doesn't count what I was continuously re-upping with before. All I had was bits of dinner 2 nights before all this happened. I realized in how I was fucking up. I just want people to be safe ?
THAT'S when stuff starting getting rough. I began to get very irritable and lash out. My friend took my stash so I wasn't able to do anymore. NOW, I know it was because he cared.....but at that time, I was screaming and yelling and crying at him. I would even purposefully try to be mean. But then the next second, crying that I needed him close. He was fantastic to put up with all that and still try to help.
My coordination and limb strength were completely disorganized. My muscles were so weak that at some points, I couldn't stand up unaided. I could raise and lower my limbs but could not coordinate. My legs looks like Gumby and I kept rolling my ankles. I couldn't control my arms enough to reach out and grab anything. Specifically, I was trying to grab a pen and I was unable to even hold it to write. My entire body was shaking.
From there, came the visual and auditory hallucinations. Visually, it was mostly spotting and shadows. So it looked like a bunch of bugs flying through my vision that I, by instinct, would swat at. I also had shadows in the corners of my eyes. It made me feel like every shadow had a breath and I wasn't safe. It made it look like everything stationary, could move.
Then there was the auditory part. At first I thought nothing of it. A door opening or creaky stairs....then the paranoia kicks in...those could be cops or someone has broken in. Thankfully, you had someone home to check and re-assure you....until the hallucinations go for that too. I couldn't fully communicate with him unless I was immediately by his side. At one point, I went into the bathroom,the next room over, and I can hear him on the phone telling someone that I'm a crazy bitch and he needed to get the fuck outta here. So I bust in the room, ready to catch him on his phone talking shit.....but he's not. The tv is on low and he is just leaning back watching it and his phone was charging across the room. He swore he never said that he would never say anything like that. It happened a few other times as well, I would hear a man or a woman's voice but no one was in the house but us. It happened multiple times.
FYI- through this whole ordeal (about a 2 night span) I did about 3-4g and that doesn't count what I was continuously re-upping with before. All I had was bits of dinner 2 nights before all this happened. I realized in how I was fucking up. I just want people to be safe ?
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