Didgital
Bluelight Crew
Ok so fuck. I'm such an idiot guys. Again. This is a lesson in what NOT to do. How you ask, was I able to even pull off something so stupid? I will explain in detail.
Other mods, if you think this deserves to be placed in "Trip Reports" i don't object at all. I just know that people here in PD will be interested in how such a thing could happen.
So lets start with the fact that I have been struggling with benzodiazapenes lately. My work can be extremely stressful and sometimes dangerous. I feel like if I don't get a good sleep, I will be a liability to my own work. I'm not crazy deep into this problem, maybe a month in of daily use at generally 350mcg of clonazolam. However, i woke up one day and decided enough was enough. I flushed all my clonazazolam. However the withdrawls are way more severe then my previous time quitting benzos (which was over a year of daily use FLUALP which was a rough thing to do). I forget where but I believe I have described that experience somewhere on bluelight as well.
I may have tried to taper it a little bit more but the clonazolam i feel is not useful for that in anyway, and it was causing me other life issues. Today I awoke basically twitching, and a strange muscle tension. I knew that I had some phenitbut in a plastic falcon tube with a blue cap. I only have 3 such tubes, and I'm quite aware of their contents. However in my desperation I reach into my stash (which in this case was kind of laid out on my desk, and pull out the tube of phenibut. In the past I have been able to gauge with this particular crystally fluffy crystals that a cap half full usually comes out to 250mg, which i consider an almost imperceptible dose. So I pour in approx that amount into cap and toss and washed it with water. I thought, I don't remember phenibut tasting so bitter. I notice that the cap on this particular falcon tube is green. I think, wait I don't have a tube with a green cap. I rotate the tube and it says "Mescaline S 1g"
I immediately run to the bathroom and induce vomiting. I eat approx 1g of activated carbon that is normally used for cleaning teeth.
Fortunately 250mg of mescaline sulfate is not an insane amount, and I'm sure I somewhat mitigated the dose, so its probably more like 100mg (this is based off of the current level of effects I'm experiencing. However withdrawling on benzos while taking mescaline was not what I planned to do today. Now I don't really feel safe to go to work ironically, and the shame of doing something so stupid (when I'm supposed to be the guy with lot of knowledge consuming drugs safely) is RAINING down on me like firery lava this very second. The irony is not lost.
Fucking sucks but I realize I've only done this to myself. I am more and more concerned with how FREQUENTLY i do stupid shit like this when I oaught to have learned my lesson by now.
"How" did i get this mescaline in a tube with a green top? Well, that can actually be explained in a reasonable manner. I swear, where I live, i have multiple people trying to GIVE me mescaline even though I generally refuse on the hopes that they give it to someone else who has never had the experience. I'm not kidding. Anyway it's possible I either accepted some finally in a black out benzo state, or its equally reasonable that one my friends placed simply placed 1g mescaline sulfate on my desk, thinking I'd appreciate it down the line. It's not my handwriting. Apparently I'd rather share this here, then I am to start calling all of the people that could have given me mescaline. First world problems right?
The other tubes, one of them contained Psilocin hemifumarate, and had I mistakenly taken that, I would legit be pretty fucked.
Key takes aways here.
Weigh your doses out for one, even if it's supposed to be a relatively benign substance.
Properly label all of your drugs.
READ the drug's label (EVERYTIME) before you ingest.
Benzodiazapenes are fucking more dangerous than you might believe.
Taper off benzos to avoid making stupid decisions and manage WDs better.
Feeling extreme anxiety and regret, but I want to share these stories so it doesn't happen to other people. If I suppose, for nothing else find it to be an entertaining, if shocking story. How I am permitted to be a Moderator on an harm reduction forum is beyond me.
What I am confused af about though right now, is I can't seem to find the tube with the actual phenibut in it, though that is truly the least of my worries at the moment.
Also ironic because at pretty much the exact moment this occurred, i was supposed to be on a call with a life coach to try and figure out what my deeper issues. I feel too mentally and physically unwell to even attempt to talk to her
Other mods, if you think this deserves to be placed in "Trip Reports" i don't object at all. I just know that people here in PD will be interested in how such a thing could happen.
So lets start with the fact that I have been struggling with benzodiazapenes lately. My work can be extremely stressful and sometimes dangerous. I feel like if I don't get a good sleep, I will be a liability to my own work. I'm not crazy deep into this problem, maybe a month in of daily use at generally 350mcg of clonazolam. However, i woke up one day and decided enough was enough. I flushed all my clonazazolam. However the withdrawls are way more severe then my previous time quitting benzos (which was over a year of daily use FLUALP which was a rough thing to do). I forget where but I believe I have described that experience somewhere on bluelight as well.
I may have tried to taper it a little bit more but the clonazolam i feel is not useful for that in anyway, and it was causing me other life issues. Today I awoke basically twitching, and a strange muscle tension. I knew that I had some phenitbut in a plastic falcon tube with a blue cap. I only have 3 such tubes, and I'm quite aware of their contents. However in my desperation I reach into my stash (which in this case was kind of laid out on my desk, and pull out the tube of phenibut. In the past I have been able to gauge with this particular crystally fluffy crystals that a cap half full usually comes out to 250mg, which i consider an almost imperceptible dose. So I pour in approx that amount into cap and toss and washed it with water. I thought, I don't remember phenibut tasting so bitter. I notice that the cap on this particular falcon tube is green. I think, wait I don't have a tube with a green cap. I rotate the tube and it says "Mescaline S 1g"
I immediately run to the bathroom and induce vomiting. I eat approx 1g of activated carbon that is normally used for cleaning teeth.
Fortunately 250mg of mescaline sulfate is not an insane amount, and I'm sure I somewhat mitigated the dose, so its probably more like 100mg (this is based off of the current level of effects I'm experiencing. However withdrawling on benzos while taking mescaline was not what I planned to do today. Now I don't really feel safe to go to work ironically, and the shame of doing something so stupid (when I'm supposed to be the guy with lot of knowledge consuming drugs safely) is RAINING down on me like firery lava this very second. The irony is not lost.
Fucking sucks but I realize I've only done this to myself. I am more and more concerned with how FREQUENTLY i do stupid shit like this when I oaught to have learned my lesson by now.
"How" did i get this mescaline in a tube with a green top? Well, that can actually be explained in a reasonable manner. I swear, where I live, i have multiple people trying to GIVE me mescaline even though I generally refuse on the hopes that they give it to someone else who has never had the experience. I'm not kidding. Anyway it's possible I either accepted some finally in a black out benzo state, or its equally reasonable that one my friends placed simply placed 1g mescaline sulfate on my desk, thinking I'd appreciate it down the line. It's not my handwriting. Apparently I'd rather share this here, then I am to start calling all of the people that could have given me mescaline. First world problems right?
The other tubes, one of them contained Psilocin hemifumarate, and had I mistakenly taken that, I would legit be pretty fucked.
Key takes aways here.
Weigh your doses out for one, even if it's supposed to be a relatively benign substance.
Properly label all of your drugs.
READ the drug's label (EVERYTIME) before you ingest.
Benzodiazapenes are fucking more dangerous than you might believe.
Taper off benzos to avoid making stupid decisions and manage WDs better.
Feeling extreme anxiety and regret, but I want to share these stories so it doesn't happen to other people. If I suppose, for nothing else find it to be an entertaining, if shocking story. How I am permitted to be a Moderator on an harm reduction forum is beyond me.
What I am confused af about though right now, is I can't seem to find the tube with the actual phenibut in it, though that is truly the least of my worries at the moment.
Also ironic because at pretty much the exact moment this occurred, i was supposed to be on a call with a life coach to try and figure out what my deeper issues. I feel too mentally and physically unwell to even attempt to talk to her
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