on friday i decided to take some 2c-e with two friends (F and C) of mine. we were at my apartment, in a comfortable setting and took varied doses of 2c-e at 6 pm. I took 19, C took 17.5 and F took 15 mg, all carefully weighed out on my lab scale. ive had previous experiences at 19 mg and found it to be the perfect dose for me, with no urge to go any higher. we started coming up 45 min after taking it. as usual at this dose, the onset was strong and quick, but i felt completely comfortable. we had a really great time for the next 5 hours, laughing our heads off, enjoying the visuals, eating all kinds of foods, having a beer, spacing out to music. there was not a single uncomfortable moment for any of us. it was great fun, like all my previous trips on 2ce.
as the effects slowly began to diminished around 11 pm i decided it was time to smoke a joint. i had done this once before during my previous time tripping and found that it rekindled the effects of 2ce and gave the trip a fun new direction. however, the previous time we smoked at least 8 hours after ingestion, this time it was only 5 hours and the effects of the 2ce were still pretty strong. my friend rolled up a FAT joint which took a lot of effort. we passed it around and i immediatly realized that this was one strong joint with potent weed. shortly after the joint was dead, the visuals intensified significantly. i looked at my friends and could tell that they were feeling it too. i closed my eyes and enjoyed bright visuals dancing along to the music.
as i opened my eyes again i noticed how strong the weed was kicking in. i said to my friends 'woah, this is really strong right now, im totally fucked up' and they respondend that they felt the same. i looked at them and it all seemed unreal. i tried to comprehend what the drugs were doing to make me feel the way i felt and i couldnt comprehend it. all the sudden things got blurry and the voices of my friends seemed far away. i felt like i was pulled out of my body. i said something and the sound of my voice seemed strange and distant, like it wasnt my own. i suddenly, a huge rush of anxiety. 'guys, im having a bad trip'. i turned away, everything seemed surreal and alien to me. i thought i was losing my mind, i coulnt believe this was happening to me.
F and C immediatly realized what was going on and tried to calm me down. yet i couldnt snap out of it, their actions and words had no impact on me, i was observing everything from 3rd person view. after about 2 minutes, i started drifting back into reality, my heart was pounding, i was sweating hard. i told them i just experienced something close to ego death, but that everything was fine now. the atmosphere and mood had definitely taken a turn for the worse. my friends were concerend about me and this made me uneasy again. i was picking up on this and soon i was pulled back from reality into the void. i was fighting it, i told my friends that it was starting again and that i couldnt do anything. i laid down on my bed. i tried to go with the flow, just let it happen. i drifted further and further away from myself, 2ce was disassembling my ego. my thoughts were racing uncontrollably, i was sure i was in a state of psychosis. i couldnt take it, i tried to grab on to shreds of reality, like the smell of my skin or the feeling of my pillow against my head. i managed to bring myself back, but again it was only for a short duration. after a few words with my friends it started all over again.
i spent the next 3 hours drifting in and out of reality and had some pretty bad episodes. C was starting to feel the same as me and even F described the feeling of reaility being pulled away from him. everytime i started slipping, my friends started slipping too. C and F tried to stay sane by playing some xbox but that was too much for me. as time passed, i spent more time in reality and less time in the void. it still came in waves but the intervals were getting longer and i wasnt pulled quite as deep. by 4 am i had recovered for the most part and we decided to call it a night.
the following day i still felt uneasy about the experience. i was scared that this experience would carry over to my daily life. 7 years ago i had a bad trip from weed in an unsuitable setting. i experienced major anxiety and was deathly afraid of becoming shizophrenic. i had bouts of anxiety for at least 2 months and became very depressed during this time. i recognized that the feeling was similar during my trip on 2ce and cannabis. and indeed, the anxiety carried over into the next day, though it only started in the evening. i was fine the rest of the day, although slightly worried that something may be wrong with me. in the evening i sat with my roommate and his friend watching a stupid tv show, when suddenly, i felt a rush of anxiety coming on. i could no longer listen to what the guys were saying and excused myself from the room immediatly. lying on my couch, i managed to calm myself down, but some anxiety still remained. i walked around my room, not sure what to do with myself. it was only 11 pm and i wasnt tired, but whatever activity i tried to distract myself with, it didnt work. my thoughts were racing again, i was afraid of going crazy, afraid of anxiety staying in my daily life. i managed to read a few pages in a book and went to sleep.
its now the morning of day 2 after the trip. i think i feel a little better than yesterday, so far no anxiety has come up, but the bad trip is still weighing heavily on my mind, consuming my thoughts. i decided to share this to inform others about the potential dangers of mixing 2ce and weed, but also to ask if anyone has experienced anything similar. i am particularly interested if the lasting anxiety is 'normal', and whether it will pass once i gain some distance from this rather traumatic experience.
as the effects slowly began to diminished around 11 pm i decided it was time to smoke a joint. i had done this once before during my previous time tripping and found that it rekindled the effects of 2ce and gave the trip a fun new direction. however, the previous time we smoked at least 8 hours after ingestion, this time it was only 5 hours and the effects of the 2ce were still pretty strong. my friend rolled up a FAT joint which took a lot of effort. we passed it around and i immediatly realized that this was one strong joint with potent weed. shortly after the joint was dead, the visuals intensified significantly. i looked at my friends and could tell that they were feeling it too. i closed my eyes and enjoyed bright visuals dancing along to the music.
as i opened my eyes again i noticed how strong the weed was kicking in. i said to my friends 'woah, this is really strong right now, im totally fucked up' and they respondend that they felt the same. i looked at them and it all seemed unreal. i tried to comprehend what the drugs were doing to make me feel the way i felt and i couldnt comprehend it. all the sudden things got blurry and the voices of my friends seemed far away. i felt like i was pulled out of my body. i said something and the sound of my voice seemed strange and distant, like it wasnt my own. i suddenly, a huge rush of anxiety. 'guys, im having a bad trip'. i turned away, everything seemed surreal and alien to me. i thought i was losing my mind, i coulnt believe this was happening to me.
F and C immediatly realized what was going on and tried to calm me down. yet i couldnt snap out of it, their actions and words had no impact on me, i was observing everything from 3rd person view. after about 2 minutes, i started drifting back into reality, my heart was pounding, i was sweating hard. i told them i just experienced something close to ego death, but that everything was fine now. the atmosphere and mood had definitely taken a turn for the worse. my friends were concerend about me and this made me uneasy again. i was picking up on this and soon i was pulled back from reality into the void. i was fighting it, i told my friends that it was starting again and that i couldnt do anything. i laid down on my bed. i tried to go with the flow, just let it happen. i drifted further and further away from myself, 2ce was disassembling my ego. my thoughts were racing uncontrollably, i was sure i was in a state of psychosis. i couldnt take it, i tried to grab on to shreds of reality, like the smell of my skin or the feeling of my pillow against my head. i managed to bring myself back, but again it was only for a short duration. after a few words with my friends it started all over again.
i spent the next 3 hours drifting in and out of reality and had some pretty bad episodes. C was starting to feel the same as me and even F described the feeling of reaility being pulled away from him. everytime i started slipping, my friends started slipping too. C and F tried to stay sane by playing some xbox but that was too much for me. as time passed, i spent more time in reality and less time in the void. it still came in waves but the intervals were getting longer and i wasnt pulled quite as deep. by 4 am i had recovered for the most part and we decided to call it a night.
the following day i still felt uneasy about the experience. i was scared that this experience would carry over to my daily life. 7 years ago i had a bad trip from weed in an unsuitable setting. i experienced major anxiety and was deathly afraid of becoming shizophrenic. i had bouts of anxiety for at least 2 months and became very depressed during this time. i recognized that the feeling was similar during my trip on 2ce and cannabis. and indeed, the anxiety carried over into the next day, though it only started in the evening. i was fine the rest of the day, although slightly worried that something may be wrong with me. in the evening i sat with my roommate and his friend watching a stupid tv show, when suddenly, i felt a rush of anxiety coming on. i could no longer listen to what the guys were saying and excused myself from the room immediatly. lying on my couch, i managed to calm myself down, but some anxiety still remained. i walked around my room, not sure what to do with myself. it was only 11 pm and i wasnt tired, but whatever activity i tried to distract myself with, it didnt work. my thoughts were racing again, i was afraid of going crazy, afraid of anxiety staying in my daily life. i managed to read a few pages in a book and went to sleep.
its now the morning of day 2 after the trip. i think i feel a little better than yesterday, so far no anxiety has come up, but the bad trip is still weighing heavily on my mind, consuming my thoughts. i decided to share this to inform others about the potential dangers of mixing 2ce and weed, but also to ask if anyone has experienced anything similar. i am particularly interested if the lasting anxiety is 'normal', and whether it will pass once i gain some distance from this rather traumatic experience.
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