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2-Oxo-PCE - 100mg IM - Beyond eperienced - Time for a Timeout

crOOk

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Hi there!

After my first trial I threw this stuff away since my girlfriend did not appreciate having me around in that state. She quickly realized that it's not a good idea to take the one thing away from me that has helped me to distance myself from reality and pull me out of my depressive holes (I'm bipolar) every couple of months.

Since I can't reliably get ahold of RS-Ketamine (s isomer blows) anymore and having a 2-Oxo-PCE letter held by German customs, I had to reorder a small amount and was eager to dive into the great beyond once more. I had already used 25mg intravenously, bumped up by another 25mg IM two days before, had also used 50mg intramuscuarly in the morning hours and I decided to dose another 100mg once my girlfriend was asleep - which she agreed to. When she was busy cleaning up the place for several hours and felt I was looking forward to the experience, it was her who suggested that I could dose but needed stay the fuck away from her until she went to bed.

Since the IV dose I administered two days earlier didn't really produce a rush like ketamine would, I IM'ed 100mg dissolved in 2ml water at 8:30pm, one ml to the shoulder and another to the quads and waited to blast off. It took some time to hit me (over 5 minutes) and when it did it really wasn't that spectacular. Boring and uneventful actually, but it did the trick. Two hours later she asked me to roll a joint for her after not having smoked pot for over two weeks. I dragged myself out of bed and even managed to walk over to the living room, holding onto the walls on the way.

I know this may seem unllikely to most, but despite not being able to see much I did manage to roll a joint made of pot and hash. I did actually forget to throw tobacco into the mix but it was fine. After smoking half the joint with her I tried to get back into the bedroom, which I somehow achieved in a crawling manner (not on all fours but actually crawling flat on my stomach, dragging myself up into bed with all my power). I stayed there for the remainder of the trip, occasionally shouting things over to her in the living room about how I was "wide awake on a cognitive level" (bullshit), or how I was "the wolf on wall street minus the money", giggling at the things I did to myself to get a break from reality.

When I woke up in the morning at around 9am some slight motor skill impairment remained, but I was back to baseline within 2 hours. It seems no matter how long I sleep after dissociative experiences, I will always see some lingering effects upon awakening which usually vanish within the first few hours.

I didn't gain any deep insights, travel to the places I would have loved to see and did not get all that enjoyment out of the whole ordeal, but my emerging depression is gone now and I feel like the person I'd probably be if I weren't bipolar.

Do not take 100mg IM as a dosage recommendation, most people will be overwhelmed by anything past 30mg IM and there have been reports of hospitalizations at such doses. I personally would not dose less than 100mg IM again. I had no tolerance at the time and have never really developed any tolerance to dissociatives, not dosage wise anyway.

It did the job and I'm very glad I did it, but it wasn't particularly psychedelic or enjoyable. Still I am surprised to see so few after effects which is a good thing!

EDIT: God i felt fantastic today, no hint of mania whatsoever, very calm, all symptoms of depression gone, good appetite, no motor skill impairment. I love it.

EDIT2: Couldn't see any mania developing, nor did the depression bounce back.

EDIT3: A massive decrease in tolerance to pot, booze and stimulants was observed in the following the days.

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Another valuable report. I'm always happy to hear about successful self-medication stories (even if the dose is a bit unconventional :sus:). I will check the thread for updates on your mood/health. Be good.
 
Ok so... Here is another tidbit of my experience with this substance, taken from the Bid & Dandy thread. I'm so tired and keep skipping words as I type, but worst of all I am craving like a motherfucker. Le sigh.

Ok well. I kinda get what people may mean I suppose. I had a bit of a hard time falling asleep myself last night, despite the whopping dose of this chemical in my blood. Maybe it was just my anxiety about that damn 30 liter fishtank I brought to it's knees if I was even aware of it at the time. Worst. Dissociative Experience. Ever. How I did not die of electrocution is beyond me. One of those very few stories that I will not even share with my closest friends for now. A story I just can't tell because it'd bring such shame upon those involved for not leaving a stupid motherfucker like me to rot.

Godamn I wish I could write a report about this. Wild. So fucking wild.

But first I wll take care of the water. Oh the damage.
[...] You are also bound to do stupid stuff like running over streets stuffed with cars or spilling 30L fishing tanks and the like lol.

I went to my old place today to take care of the mess. That apartment is full of furniture and cartons leaning against the walls and standing in the way with little space left to move. The mattress I laid out on the floor to sleep on actually soaked up roughly 20L, the blankets and pillows took care of the rest. Looks like the water damage won't cost me thousands of euros after all. The place still looks like a fucking tornado went ballistic in there. I also found several empty syringes, placing my dose somewhere in the 200mg range. Judging by the state of my arms I tried to IV more than the initial 50mg dose, but ended up IM'ing them judging by the pain in my muscles. I'm still slightly impaired 25 hours later (100mg IM had me alive and kicking after 10h or so, see report).

I remember it got so bad I didn't know who I was anymore and all the things I saw seemed to be someone else's things. I've been to that place many times and it has never been pretty. I have no idea why I still have such an insatiable desire for dissociatives. I've shot any substance I could get to dissolve in water or propylene glyycol after getting my hands on them and while I should really not have survived some episodes or events, I can usually produce the desired effects relatively reliably, but the class of drug that makes me feel the worst I've ever felt in my life on more than half the 'occasions' I use them has me on my knees begging for more (to be fair no drug ever really seems to make me feel how I want to feel when deciding to take them, not in the way I seem to remember to have felt on it before).

EDIT: Godd I keep skipping words when typing up these posts, having to go through them more than twice until I've spotted such mistakes eventhough its been over 40 hours since I shot those 200mg. I can't remember it ever having been this bad even after the most brutal sessions. Must be a problem associated with this substance in particular if you ask me.

I decided I would not use dissociatives anymore several times within these 2 weeks since my last break of several months ended and probably a hundred times in the decade before that, but as little as a day or two after I made those decisions I see myself receiving 3 letters and shooting those little devils every free moment I get, cancelling all appointments and declining all offers to socialize, even on days I've got really important shit to do (except for the three days per week I care for my daughter on). It's been 12 years since I discovered ketamine and pcp and while both substances and their analogues allowed me to have some beautiful and absolutely mind blowing experiences, there are few things for me that are harder to understand than said unsatiable desire.

Why could it be attractive to lose control over all motor skills and completely lose any sense of identity, all dominated by complete and utter bewilderment and alienation for the nightmare one is moving through? How in fuck's name could that be possible?! I've pondered this question a lot and will surely never find a single ultimate answer to it.

All I can say to those who think they've found the magic cure for all their problems during the honeymoon phase of their use is to be aware of how dark a road you could find yourself walking down, a road devoid of any goals or sense of purpose, chasing after that mystical experience you once cherished so much. I'm still grateful these substances exist since they pulled me out of depressed states more than once, being bipolar and unable to use monoaminergic reuptake inhibitors for that purpose, but more times than not they plain opened the gates to hell and made death of accidental self injury a very acute and real theat.
 
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Hey Crook. How are you now ? I suppose the (rather positive) after effects faded linearly over the course of a few days and there was a point, when you reached the same perceived mood complexion as before the experiment ? Or are the effects longer lasting ?

Perhaps try this compound only with a sitter, as blackouts at that dosages are seemingly not preventable.
 
Yeah the effects on mood do usually fade after roughly a week, often less. Back when I started that time frame was closer to two weeks. If I use these substances in the middle of a deep depression it will usually not return with full force though. I am doing pretty well now. I did however use Deschloroketamine once after that 200mg dose. I've always been fine using such high doses in familiar environments. As long as I know where to hold on to pieces of furniture and walls to hold on to to get to the bathroom I won't fall. Not that it'd make these excursions perfectly safe, but in the hundreds of times I've used dissociatives at home I had never experienced any problems like these. That old apartment was just a mess. The dose was cclearly too high as well, I strongly doubt I wouldn't have enjoyed a lower dose a lot more. I was in a shitty place that evening and simply wanted to blast myself as far away as possible.
 
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