This is my first trip report so please bear with me.
I have done DXM a couple of times at a dosage of around 180mg and just felt spacy. I also smoked up before and during so the effects weren't that strong.
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10:45am- I dosed around 300mg (common dosage) and began to prepare my surroundings. Sure it was early, but I was taking a sick day and wanted to experience it, since all the times before seemed alright. I cleaned up my apartment and set up my music selection so I would be comfortable.
11:15- I could feel my eyes getting heavy and the body load coming on. I didn't think it would get too bad so I continued moving around and cleaning. The body load got to the point where I just didn't want to move anymore and concentrating was too difficult, so I just crashed and closed my eyes.
11:35am- The CEVs were mild. Mostly just shapes moving to the music. It was like I could control them and make them move around. I would just move my eyes around (closed) and the shapes would be there. There was also a kind of light grey snow background. Kind of like when you turn the tv to a channel that you don't have reception for. The difference was that the snow wasn't so dense and it was deep and 3D. The light grey was due in part to the sun light in the room. I was unable to make it completely dark.
11:50am- I was chilling and feeling the body load and the music when all of a sudden I felt this wave of energy flow through me from head to toe. It was like a cold sweat just swept over me. At that point I knew something was wrong. I stumbled to bathroom and tried to control myself. I knew started to throw up, but I felt so detached. I knew I was puking, but I couldn't do anything about it. My whole body had a cold sweat and it was just strange. Not wanting to throw up any more, I turned and layed half on the cold floor and on the carpeted entrance. I was telling my stomach that I could control it and proceeded to show my power by pressing it against the cold tile floor. This seemed to work but the contractions were just too strong. I spewed a little more on the carpet but here is the weird part. I was on my hands and knees looking at the floor and I just started to pat the beat of the song that was in the background and just as quick as the nausea kicked me, it left.
12:30pm- I was just thinking how strange it all was and how heavy the body load was. I wanted to lay down and enjoy the experience, but I just couldn't. Setting up camp in the hallway between my room and the livingroom seemed the best place to rest, since it was the darkest area of the apartment. I just lay there with my eyes mostly closed, observing the stronger CEVs. I imagined a girl and she was offering me something like a banana. I declined and she insisted. but I insisted that I didn't want it. She replied, "Eat it or I will KILL you." This made me open my eyes and look around.
What the hell was I thinking about that would make something threaten me like that? I don't know.
1:30pm- I just wanted it to end. My head was so heavy and pressured and my body had no energy. I just wanted to fall asleep and forget about the whole thing.
I fell asleep and stayed that way for about 2.5hrs. When I woke up, I could still feel the pressure, but it wasn't too bad. There was no depression or anything like that. I was getting sick anyway, so I felt like shit.
The only fun time I had was when I got up to check my email and the DXM was still in my system pretty strong. On my way there I just got this energy and started to dance all strange and weird. If I tried to dance like I normally would, i couldn't. I think the idea was that, since I was dissociated I couldn't control 100% so I just had to move around with the music. It felt good and I was actually really happy, but it only lasted a minute or so.
Why would I NOT recommend DXM to anyone?
I think it is just too heavy and uncontrollable. I don't see the enjoyment in feeling that way. Being dissociated, but not really, leaves a sense of consciousness without being able to fully act on your own. Does that make sense?
Prob not.
Scenerio: I want to jump. I know I can jump. Why don't I jump?<not jumping, but wanting>
Anyway, I was left with such a feeling of disgust after the whole experience, that I will not do anything that makes me feel even remotely like that.
Any arguments against my vague report? I would like to hear them. I know that this report didn't go over everything in the experience, but I am still sick and I don't think I have the capacity to tell everything that happened.
Thanks for reading. I enjoy reading all of yours.
Sukoto
I have done DXM a couple of times at a dosage of around 180mg and just felt spacy. I also smoked up before and during so the effects weren't that strong.
-------------------------------------------------
10:45am- I dosed around 300mg (common dosage) and began to prepare my surroundings. Sure it was early, but I was taking a sick day and wanted to experience it, since all the times before seemed alright. I cleaned up my apartment and set up my music selection so I would be comfortable.
11:15- I could feel my eyes getting heavy and the body load coming on. I didn't think it would get too bad so I continued moving around and cleaning. The body load got to the point where I just didn't want to move anymore and concentrating was too difficult, so I just crashed and closed my eyes.
11:35am- The CEVs were mild. Mostly just shapes moving to the music. It was like I could control them and make them move around. I would just move my eyes around (closed) and the shapes would be there. There was also a kind of light grey snow background. Kind of like when you turn the tv to a channel that you don't have reception for. The difference was that the snow wasn't so dense and it was deep and 3D. The light grey was due in part to the sun light in the room. I was unable to make it completely dark.
11:50am- I was chilling and feeling the body load and the music when all of a sudden I felt this wave of energy flow through me from head to toe. It was like a cold sweat just swept over me. At that point I knew something was wrong. I stumbled to bathroom and tried to control myself. I knew started to throw up, but I felt so detached. I knew I was puking, but I couldn't do anything about it. My whole body had a cold sweat and it was just strange. Not wanting to throw up any more, I turned and layed half on the cold floor and on the carpeted entrance. I was telling my stomach that I could control it and proceeded to show my power by pressing it against the cold tile floor. This seemed to work but the contractions were just too strong. I spewed a little more on the carpet but here is the weird part. I was on my hands and knees looking at the floor and I just started to pat the beat of the song that was in the background and just as quick as the nausea kicked me, it left.
12:30pm- I was just thinking how strange it all was and how heavy the body load was. I wanted to lay down and enjoy the experience, but I just couldn't. Setting up camp in the hallway between my room and the livingroom seemed the best place to rest, since it was the darkest area of the apartment. I just lay there with my eyes mostly closed, observing the stronger CEVs. I imagined a girl and she was offering me something like a banana. I declined and she insisted. but I insisted that I didn't want it. She replied, "Eat it or I will KILL you." This made me open my eyes and look around.
What the hell was I thinking about that would make something threaten me like that? I don't know.
1:30pm- I just wanted it to end. My head was so heavy and pressured and my body had no energy. I just wanted to fall asleep and forget about the whole thing.
I fell asleep and stayed that way for about 2.5hrs. When I woke up, I could still feel the pressure, but it wasn't too bad. There was no depression or anything like that. I was getting sick anyway, so I felt like shit.
The only fun time I had was when I got up to check my email and the DXM was still in my system pretty strong. On my way there I just got this energy and started to dance all strange and weird. If I tried to dance like I normally would, i couldn't. I think the idea was that, since I was dissociated I couldn't control 100% so I just had to move around with the music. It felt good and I was actually really happy, but it only lasted a minute or so.
Why would I NOT recommend DXM to anyone?
I think it is just too heavy and uncontrollable. I don't see the enjoyment in feeling that way. Being dissociated, but not really, leaves a sense of consciousness without being able to fully act on your own. Does that make sense?
Prob not.
Scenerio: I want to jump. I know I can jump. Why don't I jump?<not jumping, but wanting>
Anyway, I was left with such a feeling of disgust after the whole experience, that I will not do anything that makes me feel even remotely like that.
Any arguments against my vague report? I would like to hear them. I know that this report didn't go over everything in the experience, but I am still sick and I don't think I have the capacity to tell everything that happened.
Thanks for reading. I enjoy reading all of yours.
Sukoto
