fireredfreak
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A few days ago I decided to take 600mg of Diphenhydramine HCl (DPH).
The thought occurred to me as soon as my girlfriend went to sleep which was around 9:45 PM. I grabbed three dollars in quarters and headed over to Walmart. I was hoping to find some form of generic DXM, but the cheapest I saw was like $3.34, so I thought I'd give DPH another shot. I grabbed a box of 24 generic allergy capsules which cost me about $1.78. I headed back home, sat down at the kitchen table and started taking each pill out of the foils they were inside of. After about 5-10 minutes I was done, and had a nice pile of little pink pills. I downed them 6 at a time with some cold water at around 10:40 PM.
Now for the waiting...
I decided at around 11:30 PM that I'd need a drink for the cotton mouth. I've done DPH before, so I know all about how harsh the cotton mouth can get and how important it is to have drinks available. About 11:50 PM I was beginning to feel the effects take over me. I was hearing things, the walls looked like parasites were starting to swarm inside of the paint, and that oh so feeling I remembered took over me. It feels like absolute insanity, fear, pain, paranoia, anger, and most importantly I felt very detached from reality, and lost deep inside a world of chaos. This feeling is what I crave from the DPH experience. No other drug gets me feeling like this. It's as if I'm taken over by pure evil. It feels like a nightmare, or as if I'm in living hell.
The trip...
I began seeing bugs crawl on the walls, spiders, weird things I've never seen before, and I kept seeing people deep into the darkness of the hallway. It was terrifying, but very interesting. I looked down at my blanket on me and saw a huge spider right at my neck! I jumped back, and started swinging at the blanket over and over trying to kill the bastard. I never saw a spider like that in my life, it looked freaky as hell. The entire room was starting to become alive. Movement all over the place, twitching, jerking, spiders on everything I looked at, people staring at me from far into the corners of the near pitch black room I was in. I've never been so scared in my life. It felt amazing! I looked at my blanket again, and saw a huge cockroach like bug jet across it, and then disappear right at the end of the blanket. I was so scared I started trembling, my teeth were clenching and jittering up and down. I was overwhelmed with a pure psychotic breakdown. I felt as if I had the option between life and death; I'd choose death. I kept hearing loud bangs like gunshots from random directions in the room, I kept hearing voices, whispers, growls, moans, and the sound of bugs crawling all behind me on the floor. I was too scared to look at the floor behind me, and I closed my eyes. I kept seeing freaky images pop into my blank vision. Images like freaky faces of monsters, and demons. It was insane! I tried to get up to take a piss, and man did it feel so hard to stand. I all of a sudden weighed 10 times heavier, and my balance was completely off. I had to focus all my attention into walking to the bathroom, and took a piss with my eyes closed; because, I was terrified at all the spiders all over the place. I hurried back to the bed as fast as I could, and fell into it throwing the covers over me immediately. I was beginning to wonder if I'd be able to handle the experience, and make it through the night. I began feeling bugs crawling on my skin and clothes, and I kept scratching and smacking myself over and over. Spiders began crawling on my neck and face and all over me. I was about to panick. I felt like screaming off the top of my lunges, but I knew I couldn't; because, I refused to let my girlfriend see me in the state I was in. I had to piss again, jumped out of the bed and almost fell because of how heavy I felt; but, I managed to keep my balance and ran to the bathroom. I took another piss, and hurried back to the bed. I knew I had to fall asleep, and it was nearly impossible, but I managed it. I just ignored all the bugs crawling on me and my blanket, and forced myself to fall asleep.
My dreams...
I had the most vivid nightmares I've ever had. They were intense and terrifying. The entire night I was dreaming about death, demons, and the real hell. I was a soul stuck in it and I was being abused, tortured and mutilated. My dreams were more terrifying than the hallucinations I was having while awake, but I couldn't wake up from them. I was trapped in a world of nightmares, and in massive pain. I was so sick of them I was begging for morning to come.
When morning came...
I woke up around 10:20ish AM, and I was still tripping. I felt horrible too. I had a very high fever, and felt like I was dying. My body was burning hot. I was watching flies fly around the room and at me, and watching them disappear before my very eyes. I saw a bird fly through the room chirping at me like it wanted to hurt me. It disappeared and then reappeared, and dove at me again, and then it disappeared again. I fell back asleep instantly. I woke up a couple hours later, still burning up. I took 600mg of Ibuprofen, and remained taking that for the rest of the day. I hid from my girlfriend all day and didn't talk to her hardly at all. I remained tripping all day long. Seeing the walls move, things twitch and jerk. Those effects didn't end until roughly 30 hours after ingestion of the DPH.
I've done DPH in the past, and I've got to tell you, this was the most insane experience I've ever had with it, and almost scared me to death. I still enjoyed it though, and I feel as though I have a lot to learn about my own mind, and I'm fascinated at how it can produce such an evil world to be in. I've gotten a taste of what the so called devil can do to your mind, and trust me... DPH is the devil! I'm still having minor sight and sound hallucinations days later. I'm amazed at how long that last taste with DPH is lasting.
I definitely want to try this again. Maybe I'll take a larger dose in a few weeks, until then... thanks for reading my report. I tried to mention as much of the trip as I could, but there was a lot I left out; because, I don't remember everything. If you're wondering what exactly do I like the most about tripping on DPH; I'd tell you that it's the emotion associated with it. I perceive the entire world with a very evil feeling. It feels like there's a very dark, and angry presence in my atmosphere. It's like a poltergeist is taking over.
DPH isn't a party drug, and it's not something I would consider taking to have fun. I see it as a chance to learn more about negativity, and to understand how to control it better. One day I'd like to be able to control my trip, and to learn how to handle the evil attributes to it, and to welcome them. That's my goal with DPH. I believe it'll help me in my sober life by teaching me how to handle any negative experience more effectively.
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EDIT: (Thursday, July 22, 2010)
I've got to give this drug some credit. It's definitely toughened me up a bit, and it has taught me how to handle things I don't like more effectively. The amount of pain I'm capable of withstanding is astonishing compared to the previous me before I've flirted with DPH. I need to go get my hands on a nice bottle full of 100 of these little pink pills. The pain it induces is like a workout. The more I endure; the stronger I become.
The thought occurred to me as soon as my girlfriend went to sleep which was around 9:45 PM. I grabbed three dollars in quarters and headed over to Walmart. I was hoping to find some form of generic DXM, but the cheapest I saw was like $3.34, so I thought I'd give DPH another shot. I grabbed a box of 24 generic allergy capsules which cost me about $1.78. I headed back home, sat down at the kitchen table and started taking each pill out of the foils they were inside of. After about 5-10 minutes I was done, and had a nice pile of little pink pills. I downed them 6 at a time with some cold water at around 10:40 PM.
Now for the waiting...
I decided at around 11:30 PM that I'd need a drink for the cotton mouth. I've done DPH before, so I know all about how harsh the cotton mouth can get and how important it is to have drinks available. About 11:50 PM I was beginning to feel the effects take over me. I was hearing things, the walls looked like parasites were starting to swarm inside of the paint, and that oh so feeling I remembered took over me. It feels like absolute insanity, fear, pain, paranoia, anger, and most importantly I felt very detached from reality, and lost deep inside a world of chaos. This feeling is what I crave from the DPH experience. No other drug gets me feeling like this. It's as if I'm taken over by pure evil. It feels like a nightmare, or as if I'm in living hell.
The trip...
I began seeing bugs crawl on the walls, spiders, weird things I've never seen before, and I kept seeing people deep into the darkness of the hallway. It was terrifying, but very interesting. I looked down at my blanket on me and saw a huge spider right at my neck! I jumped back, and started swinging at the blanket over and over trying to kill the bastard. I never saw a spider like that in my life, it looked freaky as hell. The entire room was starting to become alive. Movement all over the place, twitching, jerking, spiders on everything I looked at, people staring at me from far into the corners of the near pitch black room I was in. I've never been so scared in my life. It felt amazing! I looked at my blanket again, and saw a huge cockroach like bug jet across it, and then disappear right at the end of the blanket. I was so scared I started trembling, my teeth were clenching and jittering up and down. I was overwhelmed with a pure psychotic breakdown. I felt as if I had the option between life and death; I'd choose death. I kept hearing loud bangs like gunshots from random directions in the room, I kept hearing voices, whispers, growls, moans, and the sound of bugs crawling all behind me on the floor. I was too scared to look at the floor behind me, and I closed my eyes. I kept seeing freaky images pop into my blank vision. Images like freaky faces of monsters, and demons. It was insane! I tried to get up to take a piss, and man did it feel so hard to stand. I all of a sudden weighed 10 times heavier, and my balance was completely off. I had to focus all my attention into walking to the bathroom, and took a piss with my eyes closed; because, I was terrified at all the spiders all over the place. I hurried back to the bed as fast as I could, and fell into it throwing the covers over me immediately. I was beginning to wonder if I'd be able to handle the experience, and make it through the night. I began feeling bugs crawling on my skin and clothes, and I kept scratching and smacking myself over and over. Spiders began crawling on my neck and face and all over me. I was about to panick. I felt like screaming off the top of my lunges, but I knew I couldn't; because, I refused to let my girlfriend see me in the state I was in. I had to piss again, jumped out of the bed and almost fell because of how heavy I felt; but, I managed to keep my balance and ran to the bathroom. I took another piss, and hurried back to the bed. I knew I had to fall asleep, and it was nearly impossible, but I managed it. I just ignored all the bugs crawling on me and my blanket, and forced myself to fall asleep.
My dreams...
I had the most vivid nightmares I've ever had. They were intense and terrifying. The entire night I was dreaming about death, demons, and the real hell. I was a soul stuck in it and I was being abused, tortured and mutilated. My dreams were more terrifying than the hallucinations I was having while awake, but I couldn't wake up from them. I was trapped in a world of nightmares, and in massive pain. I was so sick of them I was begging for morning to come.
When morning came...
I woke up around 10:20ish AM, and I was still tripping. I felt horrible too. I had a very high fever, and felt like I was dying. My body was burning hot. I was watching flies fly around the room and at me, and watching them disappear before my very eyes. I saw a bird fly through the room chirping at me like it wanted to hurt me. It disappeared and then reappeared, and dove at me again, and then it disappeared again. I fell back asleep instantly. I woke up a couple hours later, still burning up. I took 600mg of Ibuprofen, and remained taking that for the rest of the day. I hid from my girlfriend all day and didn't talk to her hardly at all. I remained tripping all day long. Seeing the walls move, things twitch and jerk. Those effects didn't end until roughly 30 hours after ingestion of the DPH.
I've done DPH in the past, and I've got to tell you, this was the most insane experience I've ever had with it, and almost scared me to death. I still enjoyed it though, and I feel as though I have a lot to learn about my own mind, and I'm fascinated at how it can produce such an evil world to be in. I've gotten a taste of what the so called devil can do to your mind, and trust me... DPH is the devil! I'm still having minor sight and sound hallucinations days later. I'm amazed at how long that last taste with DPH is lasting.
I definitely want to try this again. Maybe I'll take a larger dose in a few weeks, until then... thanks for reading my report. I tried to mention as much of the trip as I could, but there was a lot I left out; because, I don't remember everything. If you're wondering what exactly do I like the most about tripping on DPH; I'd tell you that it's the emotion associated with it. I perceive the entire world with a very evil feeling. It feels like there's a very dark, and angry presence in my atmosphere. It's like a poltergeist is taking over.
DPH isn't a party drug, and it's not something I would consider taking to have fun. I see it as a chance to learn more about negativity, and to understand how to control it better. One day I'd like to be able to control my trip, and to learn how to handle the evil attributes to it, and to welcome them. That's my goal with DPH. I believe it'll help me in my sober life by teaching me how to handle any negative experience more effectively.
END
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EDIT: (Thursday, July 22, 2010)
I've got to give this drug some credit. It's definitely toughened me up a bit, and it has taught me how to handle things I don't like more effectively. The amount of pain I'm capable of withstanding is astonishing compared to the previous me before I've flirted with DPH. I need to go get my hands on a nice bottle full of 100 of these little pink pills. The pain it induces is like a workout. The more I endure; the stronger I become.
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