2c-I - Unexperienced - Accidental, Heroic, Life-changing Dose
2c-I is one hell of a trip. It kicked my ass in the summer of 2010, age 17, the weekend before the start of my senior year of high school. I was a festival junkie, still am, and it was at the end of a small fest and the L was pretty scarce/gone. I decided to take a chance on two capsules of 2c-I I procured from a friend I had met the day earlier. I was definitely NOT an experienced tripper, but this experience jumpstarted a wonderful enlightenment into psychedelics.
I was instructed to only take one capsule, but I took both. I also had a pocket filled with an few grams of shrooms, a Molly shard capsule, and some grass.. and I suppose after I began tripping immensely hard, I ingested all of it. I was watching EOTO when the roll up began to come over me. My vision at first was a screen of neon pink, green, and blue, much like what you experience with a high dose of Molly. An immediate family member of mine had just tragically committed suicide two weeks prior, and I remember the thought of him striking me, and how bad it would hurt my family if I were to die, too. I began thoroughly freaking, and told my long-time best friend, Matt, that I must be in the sunshine, or I would die. Lol, gotta love a good freak.
At this point, I began tripping so fucking hard.. I straight went into another dimension. The roll up, and the entire trip, was completely beautiful. Even when I thought I was dying, it was beautiful. I kept speaking to my friend, asking many questions, all to which the reply was, "you can't, Michelle." I was begging Matt to keep me on Earth, but he couldn't. I was overdosing, and moreso I was spiraling upward into Heaven. Heaven wasn't a tangible place, but rather a utopial, perfect version of myself. It was like I had found the meaning of life, and that was Love. All the while, my vision was complete cartoonland. It was stories of my life, friends, dreams, everything.. And they spiraled together and repeated and faded into one another. It was the kaleidoscope effect. Time was not real. I was spiraling upward, everything became more perfect and beautiful, and eventually, I landed. I landed on the fact that I was beautiful, and I was Janis Joplin. It was written in my own cursive handwriting. Funny, yes. But it's what happened.
At this point, I appeared back on Earth. I was at the festival, but it was the summer of 1969 and I was still Janis. I know I was speeding from the 2c-I really hard because I remembering muttering "fuck," but it came out "fizzzzzuuuuccckkkk." Still makes me laugh. In reality, I was rolling around and suffocating a little in my tent. Back to tripping, I was standing in a very thick, mysterious substance much like semen or slime from a toad. My vision was now not cartoon, but fractured like a fly would see. Both people I knew and did not know we're speaking to me, all I can remember is that they were saying.. Very sexual things. Haha. All I saw was their faces, and they were huge. I kept hearing frogs, over and over and over. I later read that frogs represent transformation.. Pretty cool.
At the end of my trip, I was surrounded by everyone I loved, and they were comforting me. I was on top of a mountain, supposedly in WV, where I'm from.
When I finally "woke up" from my trip.. I was being carried by my friend, Matt back to his car. I thought the parking lot was a junkyard, and when we got into the car, I thought we were stealing it. My guitar was in the back.. But I swore up and down that it was not mine. And I have had that acoustic for my entire life almost. I didn't remember anything.. And I had been tripping for the past 16 hours. I actually yelled at Matt because I knew I hadn't tripped. I was still extremely disoriented. I didn't begin to remember anything until a few months afterwards.
My trip definitely changed me. I feel like a different person from that experience. 2c-I is a very beautiful drug and it should be respected. Peace, love, happy tripping!
