herownwrite
Bluelighter
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I have tripped several times on mushrooms and acid, but have never tried any research chemicals or anything like that. My friends are all about it- most of them have taken 2CE and other such things multiple times.
Last night I was on 30 mg diazepam (about usual daily dose, not really feeling anything) and hanging out at my place with a friend of mine. All of the sudden she gets a phonecall from another girl we know, and this girl is calling from right outside my door, with a guy I've never met before. Not exactly perfect etiquette, but christ who the hell cares anymore...
Anyway, this fellow had some 5-MeO-DMT, which my friends have also tried and enjoyed. I figured I'd give it a go, after having read a little bit on it and heard so much about it, and as for worst consequence I thought, "Hey, it only lasts like 15 minutes anyway even if it does suck, and the Valium should keep it from sucking anyway."
Okay, let's cut to the last remembered scene- this guy is lighting the pipe for me, telling me to inhale and he'll tell me when to stop, and then i stop and i'm holding the smoke in till he tells me to let it go. I don't remember exhaling. Cut to next scene remembered: I'm on the floor beside my bed, and my hair seems to be very sticky. I immediately ask if I threw up- I didn't... it was much worse than that.
Apparently what happened to me (in the span of just about 15 minutes) is I sat up in bed and continuously screamed "Oh God!" until I "keeled over" and hit my head on the wall, and then lay on the floor loudly gasping for breath and screaming, or more like shrieking, as there weren't any words I was saying anymore. My friends said they sounded like painful screams. I was also dry-heaving, the only reason my hair was sticky was from bile or something. My apartment-mate also apparently came to the door and asked if someone was dying in my room, but they assured her it was okay.
But yeah- I wake up EXTREMELY confused, after a minute or so I recognize my friends and have them explain to me what happened, then I got in the shower to wash my hair out. I was so confused I couldn't remember why my one friend was there with this guy- I thought I had smoked salvia with my other friend!
So then this guy explains to me that the reason I flipped out was because my ego felt like it was dying. I've read about ego-death on this site before, and I never really understood it and I still don't now.
My friend's reaction to the hit, by the way, was a happy psychedelic wonderland. So this experience confirms the theory I've been forming in my head for a few years now- I AM NOT THE SAME AS NORMAL PEOPLE, I AM FUCKING CRAZY.
I am so depressed this morning, crying off and on and in general wigging out. I'm done with this and everything, I don't want to be a part of me anymore.
Please someone tell me if they ever had such an extreme reaction as this... not that it matters... oh God I'm done with it, I'm never tripping again assuming I do anything again.
Last night I was on 30 mg diazepam (about usual daily dose, not really feeling anything) and hanging out at my place with a friend of mine. All of the sudden she gets a phonecall from another girl we know, and this girl is calling from right outside my door, with a guy I've never met before. Not exactly perfect etiquette, but christ who the hell cares anymore...
Anyway, this fellow had some 5-MeO-DMT, which my friends have also tried and enjoyed. I figured I'd give it a go, after having read a little bit on it and heard so much about it, and as for worst consequence I thought, "Hey, it only lasts like 15 minutes anyway even if it does suck, and the Valium should keep it from sucking anyway."
Okay, let's cut to the last remembered scene- this guy is lighting the pipe for me, telling me to inhale and he'll tell me when to stop, and then i stop and i'm holding the smoke in till he tells me to let it go. I don't remember exhaling. Cut to next scene remembered: I'm on the floor beside my bed, and my hair seems to be very sticky. I immediately ask if I threw up- I didn't... it was much worse than that.
Apparently what happened to me (in the span of just about 15 minutes) is I sat up in bed and continuously screamed "Oh God!" until I "keeled over" and hit my head on the wall, and then lay on the floor loudly gasping for breath and screaming, or more like shrieking, as there weren't any words I was saying anymore. My friends said they sounded like painful screams. I was also dry-heaving, the only reason my hair was sticky was from bile or something. My apartment-mate also apparently came to the door and asked if someone was dying in my room, but they assured her it was okay.
But yeah- I wake up EXTREMELY confused, after a minute or so I recognize my friends and have them explain to me what happened, then I got in the shower to wash my hair out. I was so confused I couldn't remember why my one friend was there with this guy- I thought I had smoked salvia with my other friend!
So then this guy explains to me that the reason I flipped out was because my ego felt like it was dying. I've read about ego-death on this site before, and I never really understood it and I still don't now.
My friend's reaction to the hit, by the way, was a happy psychedelic wonderland. So this experience confirms the theory I've been forming in my head for a few years now- I AM NOT THE SAME AS NORMAL PEOPLE, I AM FUCKING CRAZY.
I am so depressed this morning, crying off and on and in general wigging out. I'm done with this and everything, I don't want to be a part of me anymore.
Please someone tell me if they ever had such an extreme reaction as this... not that it matters... oh God I'm done with it, I'm never tripping again assuming I do anything again.