Let me preface this, I am not a fan of most pyschs hate acid, DMT was wild, haven't tried shrooms but want to.
This trip happened on a combination of high dose Naproxen and wax. Let me preface this with something I only later learned about after this horrific experience. I'm very rare cases naproxen can cause night terrors and hallucinations.
For almost a whole week I was having this night terror that had a continuous plot I shit you not. Long story short thing (me the good guys are using high tech VR sim rigs to fight a war against evil corporations). However. Each night the plot would progress.
Then on the night I wish I could forget, my ex and I set up in my bathroom to take our usual nightly dab sometimes two depending. But this is the same wax we've been hitting on for 2 weeks. We head back to my room for Netflix and chill. But within 5 mins of laying down I start to "fall into my night terror." By the end of my dreams the evil corps hacked our sim rigs making us unable to move, fight, and the worst of all the psyops they were playing. As I fall into this dream(mind you I am fully aware that I am in my room with my ex) I realize that my hands and feet are both shackled together.
I said babe something is seriously wrong right now. She helped me walk over to my mom's room and immediately she knew something was wrong. My mom is full blooded long Island NY accent and all and she is going ballistic on my ex tryna figure out what I took. Surprise surprise my druggie self at that time was only fuckin with wax and xans at the time.
They lay me down on my moms bed and my mom straps her fit bit on my wrist.....I think it spiked at like 210bpm. At that point my mom started heading out her xans like it was a pez dispenser. Once I calmed down a bit to be cause to function slightly. I sit up, now the shackles are gone. However, the earphones are still going in my ears saying the most evil shit in the world. I turned to my mom and ex and was like I think I know how to finish this. I told them to start the shower, my plan was maybe short circuit the embedded ear buds then "I win the game." But literally not even a step away from the shower I felt this dread like none other and I turn to both of them and said in such a monotone low serious voice "If I beat the game I die."
Needless to say we went back to force feeding me xans till I was audi 5000
Figured I'd share this. Curious if anyone has any thoughts other than the side effects of the Naproxen?
PS. On top of that I had to quit smoking for quite some time because my body associated that weed high with that experience like shit you not a few hits off a blunt and I was zooted. However, if I smoked even the slightest bit more id get a full blown panic attack. My thc tolly is pretty high ATM only smoking herb....really wanna swap back to Max but funds be low
Thanks,
Crash
This trip happened on a combination of high dose Naproxen and wax. Let me preface this with something I only later learned about after this horrific experience. I'm very rare cases naproxen can cause night terrors and hallucinations.
For almost a whole week I was having this night terror that had a continuous plot I shit you not. Long story short thing (me the good guys are using high tech VR sim rigs to fight a war against evil corporations). However. Each night the plot would progress.
Then on the night I wish I could forget, my ex and I set up in my bathroom to take our usual nightly dab sometimes two depending. But this is the same wax we've been hitting on for 2 weeks. We head back to my room for Netflix and chill. But within 5 mins of laying down I start to "fall into my night terror." By the end of my dreams the evil corps hacked our sim rigs making us unable to move, fight, and the worst of all the psyops they were playing. As I fall into this dream(mind you I am fully aware that I am in my room with my ex) I realize that my hands and feet are both shackled together.
I said babe something is seriously wrong right now. She helped me walk over to my mom's room and immediately she knew something was wrong. My mom is full blooded long Island NY accent and all and she is going ballistic on my ex tryna figure out what I took. Surprise surprise my druggie self at that time was only fuckin with wax and xans at the time.
They lay me down on my moms bed and my mom straps her fit bit on my wrist.....I think it spiked at like 210bpm. At that point my mom started heading out her xans like it was a pez dispenser. Once I calmed down a bit to be cause to function slightly. I sit up, now the shackles are gone. However, the earphones are still going in my ears saying the most evil shit in the world. I turned to my mom and ex and was like I think I know how to finish this. I told them to start the shower, my plan was maybe short circuit the embedded ear buds then "I win the game." But literally not even a step away from the shower I felt this dread like none other and I turn to both of them and said in such a monotone low serious voice "If I beat the game I die."
Needless to say we went back to force feeding me xans till I was audi 5000
Figured I'd share this. Curious if anyone has any thoughts other than the side effects of the Naproxen?
PS. On top of that I had to quit smoking for quite some time because my body associated that weed high with that experience like shit you not a few hits off a blunt and I was zooted. However, if I smoked even the slightest bit more id get a full blown panic attack. My thc tolly is pretty high ATM only smoking herb....really wanna swap back to Max but funds be low
Thanks,
Crash
