I do not want to hear how I messed up, how reckless, stupid or self destructive I am. I know damn well what I did here and I know I broke every rule in the book. I'm writing this up for people to know such high doses can be survived even without tolerance, can be endured without losing your shit, but also to serve as a reminder of how fucking dangerous it can be not to label your shit at all times. Check, double check, triple check, whether it's fentanyl or cannabinoids doesn't really matter. But enough of the wise old man shit.
In case it makes anyone feel better: I'm a stupid fuck whose behaviour stands in stark contrast to everything bluelight stands for. At least on that day and in the recent past.
Experience: Daily pot smoker for 17 years. I smoke small amounts at night which help me sleep and relax. I used AM-2201 a few times which I found quite unpleasant at all dosage levels. I used AB-CHMINACA for ~3 days at very low doses through an e-cigarette, around 100-300ug per night I'd say.
I am overall quite sensitive to cannabis. In other words: I am not in the best position to consume 100 doses of AB-CHMINACA at once.
I had stashed away my drugs a couple of hours earlier, but made sure to (very hastily) keep some 3F-P and AB-CHMINACA for consumption. A night of coding would lie ahead and I wanted to take stimulants to keep myself productive. I had already taken 100mg amphetamine and drank 125ml energy drink (40mg caffeine).
So I measure out 300mg Phenmetrazine for my first shot, dump it on a spoon, add water, but cannot see the 3F-P dissolve. Odd. I keep stirring, but the stuff is just floating on top of the water.
Hmm, it just isn't dissolving, maybe I should make sure it really is 3F-P. I know the stuff tastes very bitter and can even cause some pain when applied to mucous membranes, so the obvious thing to do is to taste it right? Into the spoon my finger goes and onto my tongue the substance is dropped. Nothing. Barely any taste at all. No burning sensation. Hmmm... Odd. Very odd.
Oh RIGHT! I must have put the AB-CHMINACA into the spoon instead. This other package must be the 3F-P then, no biggie. I dump the AB-CHMINACA and rinse repeat with 3F-P. Same shit happens. No fucking way. I dip into the powder and snort the 3F-P straight off my finger. No burning sensation. No way! It looks exactly like the 3F-P I have, the chunks crumble in the same manner.
Then it comes to me - Both packages must contain AB-CHMINACA. I run to the kitchen, suck water through my nasal cavities and sinusses, spit out whatever I can spit out (nothing) and come to realize I would not be coding today.
I must still have a few minutes until it kicks in, so I'd best prepare myself. Too late! My legs become weak, my arms become even weaker, my body pulsates with energy, god I'm stoned already. Oh how stoned I am. Fuck I'm so stoned. So stoned. I feel sick. I best take a shower, that always helps. I stumble through the living room and reach the bathroom. The ice cold water running down my body feels great. I might just keep my shit together. But the effects had just begun. I find myself holding onto the wall and step out of the shower, afraid I would fall. I'm on a boat and a storm is raging. No way I would be able to dry myself off, I just throw the towel over my shoulder and stumble back into my bedroom, which has always served as the bridge of my spaceship.
I am now k stepping for lack of better words. Judging by my motor skill impairment alone I seemed to have taken a dissociative, the demented look on my face would probably support that notion.
I don't even consider switching on music, I just can't. My mind won't allow me, my arms won't allow me, I can't tell if my eyes will manage and I feel sick as a dog. My stomach, my head, I'm dizzy, I'm nauseous, I just don't feel very well. Anyone who has ever had a major 'bad experience' on cannabis which manifested through somatic discomfort will feeme.
I drop onto my bed, towel over my face, wet hair, wet body, split naked, open windows at freezing point, blankets underneith me, I couldn't care less. I'm so stoned, so so stoned. God I'm stoned. You know, I was really really stoned and that's the truth. In fact I had never been this stoned, ever. Am I gonna die? No way, this is a cannabinoid, it's just so unlikely. I'm just really stoned is all.
I periodically chuckle at my own stupidity. I kept my humor, that sure is something. I didn't lose my shit. All I did was focus on my breathing.
So, people say this lasts like 2 hours, right? God, these are going to be the longest two hours of my life. Fucking amphetamine, there is no way I can sleep through this, no way in hell. Just breathe, in... out... in... God time goes by so slowly. There is no music and it would probably make me nauseous. I should focus on my breathing.
Then the headache kicks in. Nasty throbbing headache. I am dehydrated. I am stoned. Really stoned. God my head hurts. Water, I need water. There still is 125ml energy drink standing on the table at the foot of my bed. Just 5 foot away. 5 foot, you can do it buddy, chaka chaka! Nope, I just cannot find the initiative. I open my eyes - Nausea. That headache, owowowow. When will these two hours be over? Keep breathing, just keep breathing, don't lose your shit. You are just stoned, just really really stoned. Mmmm ye, I guess I'm just stoned.
*chuckles* How could this happen to me of all people? For ten years I've been posting on bluelight, I have always labelled my shit, how in fuck's name could I attempt to identify a chemical by tasting it!? *laffs* Stupid me, soon these 2 hours will be over, I'll return back to baseline and it'll all seem funny in retrospect, it already does.
And here I am. I can open my eyes again without becoming sick. I am still very stoned though. Damn I never knew one could be this stoned. What did those internet people say? "Saturated receptors"? "SATURATED" MY ASS!! I still couldn't walk. I kept lying there for what felt like another 30 minutes, breathing, carefully opening my eyes every now and then.
Finally - I could move. I look at the clock, has it really been 2 hours? 15 hours had passed. 15 hours I was lying in bed, wide awake, focussing on my breathing. It's all over now - What a journey. Definitely one I will remember for years to come. I don't regret a thing. I will have to be more careful in the future though, I really do. I am fucking with my health, I am neglecting my responsibilities.
I do not get to code throughout the following day. My brain... Did I mention I was still stoned? That night (another 12h later) I do not smoke any pot, I sleep like a baby without though. The following day I still witness my train of thought breaking off mid-sentence over and over again. Psychotherapy is not very productive today. At night I take a single toke off the doobie and immediately pass out for another 10 hours. The intoxication caused enough cannabinoidergic activity to keep me high for 3 days.
WHAT A BLAST!
Tagged by Xorkoth
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In case it makes anyone feel better: I'm a stupid fuck whose behaviour stands in stark contrast to everything bluelight stands for. At least on that day and in the recent past.
Experience: Daily pot smoker for 17 years. I smoke small amounts at night which help me sleep and relax. I used AM-2201 a few times which I found quite unpleasant at all dosage levels. I used AB-CHMINACA for ~3 days at very low doses through an e-cigarette, around 100-300ug per night I'd say.
I am overall quite sensitive to cannabis. In other words: I am not in the best position to consume 100 doses of AB-CHMINACA at once.
I had stashed away my drugs a couple of hours earlier, but made sure to (very hastily) keep some 3F-P and AB-CHMINACA for consumption. A night of coding would lie ahead and I wanted to take stimulants to keep myself productive. I had already taken 100mg amphetamine and drank 125ml energy drink (40mg caffeine).
So I measure out 300mg Phenmetrazine for my first shot, dump it on a spoon, add water, but cannot see the 3F-P dissolve. Odd. I keep stirring, but the stuff is just floating on top of the water.
Hmm, it just isn't dissolving, maybe I should make sure it really is 3F-P. I know the stuff tastes very bitter and can even cause some pain when applied to mucous membranes, so the obvious thing to do is to taste it right? Into the spoon my finger goes and onto my tongue the substance is dropped. Nothing. Barely any taste at all. No burning sensation. Hmmm... Odd. Very odd.
Oh RIGHT! I must have put the AB-CHMINACA into the spoon instead. This other package must be the 3F-P then, no biggie. I dump the AB-CHMINACA and rinse repeat with 3F-P. Same shit happens. No fucking way. I dip into the powder and snort the 3F-P straight off my finger. No burning sensation. No way! It looks exactly like the 3F-P I have, the chunks crumble in the same manner.
Then it comes to me - Both packages must contain AB-CHMINACA. I run to the kitchen, suck water through my nasal cavities and sinusses, spit out whatever I can spit out (nothing) and come to realize I would not be coding today.
I must still have a few minutes until it kicks in, so I'd best prepare myself. Too late! My legs become weak, my arms become even weaker, my body pulsates with energy, god I'm stoned already. Oh how stoned I am. Fuck I'm so stoned. So stoned. I feel sick. I best take a shower, that always helps. I stumble through the living room and reach the bathroom. The ice cold water running down my body feels great. I might just keep my shit together. But the effects had just begun. I find myself holding onto the wall and step out of the shower, afraid I would fall. I'm on a boat and a storm is raging. No way I would be able to dry myself off, I just throw the towel over my shoulder and stumble back into my bedroom, which has always served as the bridge of my spaceship.
I am now k stepping for lack of better words. Judging by my motor skill impairment alone I seemed to have taken a dissociative, the demented look on my face would probably support that notion.
I don't even consider switching on music, I just can't. My mind won't allow me, my arms won't allow me, I can't tell if my eyes will manage and I feel sick as a dog. My stomach, my head, I'm dizzy, I'm nauseous, I just don't feel very well. Anyone who has ever had a major 'bad experience' on cannabis which manifested through somatic discomfort will feeme.
I drop onto my bed, towel over my face, wet hair, wet body, split naked, open windows at freezing point, blankets underneith me, I couldn't care less. I'm so stoned, so so stoned. God I'm stoned. You know, I was really really stoned and that's the truth. In fact I had never been this stoned, ever. Am I gonna die? No way, this is a cannabinoid, it's just so unlikely. I'm just really stoned is all.
I periodically chuckle at my own stupidity. I kept my humor, that sure is something. I didn't lose my shit. All I did was focus on my breathing.
So, people say this lasts like 2 hours, right? God, these are going to be the longest two hours of my life. Fucking amphetamine, there is no way I can sleep through this, no way in hell. Just breathe, in... out... in... God time goes by so slowly. There is no music and it would probably make me nauseous. I should focus on my breathing.
Then the headache kicks in. Nasty throbbing headache. I am dehydrated. I am stoned. Really stoned. God my head hurts. Water, I need water. There still is 125ml energy drink standing on the table at the foot of my bed. Just 5 foot away. 5 foot, you can do it buddy, chaka chaka! Nope, I just cannot find the initiative. I open my eyes - Nausea. That headache, owowowow. When will these two hours be over? Keep breathing, just keep breathing, don't lose your shit. You are just stoned, just really really stoned. Mmmm ye, I guess I'm just stoned.
*chuckles* How could this happen to me of all people? For ten years I've been posting on bluelight, I have always labelled my shit, how in fuck's name could I attempt to identify a chemical by tasting it!? *laffs* Stupid me, soon these 2 hours will be over, I'll return back to baseline and it'll all seem funny in retrospect, it already does.
And here I am. I can open my eyes again without becoming sick. I am still very stoned though. Damn I never knew one could be this stoned. What did those internet people say? "Saturated receptors"? "SATURATED" MY ASS!! I still couldn't walk. I kept lying there for what felt like another 30 minutes, breathing, carefully opening my eyes every now and then.
Finally - I could move. I look at the clock, has it really been 2 hours? 15 hours had passed. 15 hours I was lying in bed, wide awake, focussing on my breathing. It's all over now - What a journey. Definitely one I will remember for years to come. I don't regret a thing. I will have to be more careful in the future though, I really do. I am fucking with my health, I am neglecting my responsibilities.
I do not get to code throughout the following day. My brain... Did I mention I was still stoned? That night (another 12h later) I do not smoke any pot, I sleep like a baby without though. The following day I still witness my train of thought breaking off mid-sentence over and over again. Psychotherapy is not very productive today. At night I take a single toke off the doobie and immediately pass out for another 10 hours. The intoxication caused enough cannabinoidergic activity to keep me high for 3 days.
WHAT A BLAST!
Tagged by Xorkoth
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substancecode_cannabinoids
explevel_veryexperienced
exptype_neutral
exptype_bodyload
exptype_difficult
exptype_overdose
roacode_nasal
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