ello first off just want to say hi new to the forums, posted this story on safedance but it seems pretty inactive,I started rolling in may 2010. here goes.
So I went to Sunset Music Festival Saturday, and basically did everything I shouldn't have. I went with a friend and we both bought 5 rolls each, bad mistake. So my friend ends up taking 6 I gave him one of mine, I end up taking 5, I bought one off some random guy, Another mistake.
After that I met some kid selling acid, I'VE NEVER DONE THAT SHIT BEFORE! but I wanted to try, I bought 2 hits because I figured my friend would want one. I offered my friend but he said no thanks and actually warned me not to do it and that the rave isn't the right place. The kid that sold me the acid told me it takes 15 minutes to work, which I found out can take 1 hour, so I take the first hit nothing happens, I'm thinking it was a fake thing, and I'm also expecting it to work in 15 minutes, So I take the second hit and oh my god after about 1 hour I got so fucked up.
I reached a really high plateau, highest I ever experienced was amazing. The first thing I noticed that made me realize I was fucked up I saw confetti that was shot into the air and it had a 3D look to it which looked amazing, then I spiraled out of control. What actually made me lose it was after this guy was trying to help me which he did great he really motivated me and said don't worry were having a good time and enjoy the music. He had to leave and after he did that's when I over heard someone say he's having a bad trip and as soon as I heard that everything in me sank and I was wondering are they really talking about me. The friend that I went with lost track of me and I started to go fucking nuts. My friend I went with told me right before he lost track of me that I walked up to some girl and slapped her ass, (something I would never do! even when I use to roll I would always be respectful) and the chick went and told her boyfriend and that the boyfriend said "so" LMAO! my friend said the guy looked pretty fucked up and didn't even care lucky me, then I disappeared.
I went into this dimensional place in my head, where I was stuck! the music was redundant, time was stretched to the max. When I was in this place lost in my head what I saw was everyone was messed up on drugs at this rave I mean the vendors, everything kept repeating it was really scary actually. Everything was repeating like a broken record but with visualizations people would walk up to me and I would hear the same things over and over at one point I remember sitting on a couch and my friend telling me to go upstairs and telling me to look out the window but I felt he was telling me to jump out and in my mind I said hell no I backed away and left, I think this part was all in my head and not real but honestly I was in my peak and I don't know.
I was doing so bad that instinct told me to change my own setting, I ended up leaving sunset, with no idea of what I was doing, and thinking it was all fake. Also my friend drove us there and my car was at his house so yea i got fucked.
This place is in over-town Miami so just imagine doing 5 or 6 rolls which I've never done that amount, 2 hits of acid, first time ever doing acid, In over-town Miami! If you don't know what over-town is Google it!
I lost touch with reality I was seeing people appear in front of me, I couldn't tell what was real, I was super overheating, I started stripping off my clothes, my shoes came of with my socks, but I couldn't hold them anything I touched had this crazy sharp electric non realistic feeling and felt like it was falling through my hands. Then took off my back pack left it somewhere, then my shorts and left it somewhere in Miami with my wallet and 100 dollars, Lost my phone took off my shirt, I was climbing cars laying on them, at the time I thought this was fake, I was laying on concrete several times and laying on grass that was wet plenty of times because I was so hot and was desperate to cool down by any means. The metal from the cars felt cooler, and so did the wet crazy cooled me down a little anything to survive and cool my body down.
I started trying to open car doors, 1 car I actually got into, I was in it and resting from being exhausted I grabbed the empty bottles of water in his car and drank whatever drops was left, (I'm still thinking this is fake, I was actually thinking that I was already dead) then I started walking in his front yard, this guy opens the door and comes out with a fucking gun! I was freaking out and thinking maybe this is fake, he then fired a shot in the air, I ran so fucking fast, as I was running he ran out by where his car was and saw the door open and called me a fucking pervert maybe he thought I was doing something perverted in his car since I was in boxers, again imagine that 5 rolls 2 hits of acid first time?! you know how fucking out of my mind I was?! (the crazy thing about this incident, was I knew it was real after he fired in the air, and I always thought to myself if something like this ever happened in my life where someone pulled out a gun I always thought I would be scared and freeze, but that night I just ran fast and didn't think twice pretty interesting.)
After that incident, I started walking miles towards the beach, no one stopped to help me, no taxi, not pedestrians, at least 2 cop cars drove by saw me in my boxers didn't stop. Bad area of town, I was super paranoid, couple of homeless people approached me man. (cops probably thought I was another homeless)
I remember talking to a homeless guy at a bus station telling him the city I live in but he kept saying he never heard of it and I rolled around in a grass a few times where he could see me didn't see much of a reaction from him he probably sees these kinds of things all the time. and I stopped by a gas station and sat in the wet grass again just to cool down before heading towards the beach felt really helpless especially when I looked homeless nobody really wants to help you.
Next crazy thing I did was after climbing car roofs, I was trying to pee, but I couldn't even feel my dick my hands were so numb, I remember peeing on some car, and purposely letting my piss fall on my feet, to see if I was really peeing or if it wasn't happening. I ended up walking into some Mexican bar and even after the gunshot thing happened I still didn't think anything was real, I walk in, with only boxers, I take a seat. Lady looking at me crazy, so I just climbed the the bar table and started grabbing in the fridge, i was so thirsty desperate and overheating, lady starts to fuckin scream, some old lady comes out and tells me sit down! So I sat and said sorry, she said what did I want and I begged for water, she gave me 1 free water bottle, and a sprite, and then rushed me to get out, so I ran, and I was pretty freaked because I realized I really did that.(and just to add to this honestly I think that lady saved my life that night offering me free water I don't think I would have made it hours without hydration)
So I'm walking miles and miles, my feet were hurting so bad, one thing I did before getting to the beach I saw this grassy area I don't know why but I took of my boxers put them on the floor and I laid in this grass comepletly naked and I started to feel bites all over tiny bites everywhere around my thighs and dick but mostly upper thighs and I realized I was getting bit by fire ants I jumped up and for a second thought it was real but the pain was very real I quickly brushed them all off and thankfully came somewhat to my senses and put my boxers on. Next day I had a bunch of bites all over. This event actually happened before me going to the Mexican bar.
Walking and walking, and finally get towards the beach area but everything was like privately owned beach crap, and after getting shot at I didn't want to take chances I walked further along the side and came across a bridge long bridge that led to these nice hotels, security lady of course stopped me, and I begged her to call a taxi cab, she did told me to wait on the other side of the bridge man that killed me, and the 2 minutes she said the guy would arrive felt like hours I remember as I was pacing the bridge back in forth, I thought several times about jumping off of it and into the water, if that cab didn't come I was defiantly going to jump in. I think mostly because of how hot I was I wanted to jump in and I guess I still wanted to test reality. dude came, I ended up calling my mom, she footed a 60 plus dollar bill. I remember these chicks laughing at me last night also, people are just total pricks sometimes they saw me on the sidewalk sitting down with my head down obviously struggling.
I got home showed up in boxers barefoot, so heh. I still wasn't sure it was real, I couldn't believe I actually made it home, and even after I was home I still didn't believe until I actually walked into my room.
couples of times last night I thought I was dead, and kept pushing to limits to see what was real and not, couples of times I would have rather died, I had this continual thought that daylight would never come. I think I walked out the club around 1:30 am, I didn't get home until after 6am like 6:30, walking barefoot, felt like forever I almost wanted to die to see if i could break the loop I was in. I also thought to myself now I see why some people kill themselves, I was for the first time a lunatic.
After getting home and washing my face, I noticed I was covered from head to toe in dirt, had bruises all over my body, had boils filled with liquid on my feet from all the walking, bunch of ant bites filled with puss all over, had a reaction to the bites, I still haven't slept. Ive been up from 12pm Saturday. (I actually finally feel asleep today 8/2/2010 at 3p)
I can't sleep because the electric pulsating in my hands still haven't left which is scaring me a little bit, anything I touch soft clothing , or sheets, sends this jolt of super touch sensitivity/electric, the slightest movement in my hands sends this shit to my body making me wake up, so not sure how to deal with it. bite the shit out of my inside checks and tongue, have some bad bruises, and just red marks all over my body with bruises and like break out in my skin, maybe I had a allergic reaction to one of the drugs, or the fire ants.
So basically this is all my fault did it to myself, my friend warned me not to do the acid, but he didn't do much of eye keeping on me, so just a horrible night, with multiple ways I could've actually died, I was fucking knocking peoples doors asking for water, I was fucking trying to open doors, to see if I could get in, i was laying in front of some ladies door just feeling the ac air coming out from the bottom of the door, really insane night, It's to bad that was my first acid experience, which scared me to shit. I won't be fucking with any of this shit for awhile. def not acid, and ex staying away I need to rethink things. I thought the least my friend would do is keep track of me and if I lost it, he would walk me out, I know this is all my fault but it upsets me, that after he didn't check on me or didn't call to find out, and the person i got the rolls from really close friend is understandably paranoid but more paranoid that she could have gotten in trouble if I died because supplying the rolls, she spoke to me once and hasn't asked me again if I was okay, so just kind of sad
and a big reality check. (hehe adding to this now it's interesting in a bind to see who's really there huh you might be surprised)(I actually found out my friend was calling me had like 3 voice mails on my phone and he said he checked hospitals too I'm not really sure if that's true but in the morning when I went to go get my car he was sound asleep heh.)
Hey guys I edited this today 3/28/2012 just to add a little bit more to the story things I remember, and some spelling mistake but I just briefly looked at it so there's errors all over I'm sure, and nothings been taken out.
8/7/2012 I added a little more to the story ha ha and fixed some more mistakes. I really like looking back and coming to this story just as a reminder and I also liking reading the comments people made.
Something I wanted to add to this was the after effects. Ever since this event I get panic attacks sometimes.. Not sober though but I have tried smoking weed a few times, weed definitely isn't my thing but I never had that issue before until this incident. Last time I smoked was at the beginning of this year and I had a really bad panic attack a little bit to intense. The people I smoked with are friends and they said it was weed but they also smoke spice also I know it was weed that nice because of the smell but who knows maybe they had some mixed in all I know is I can't smoke weed anymore I had to leave and I went home my heart was racing for about 2 hours like really and at one point I felt pain in my arm and panicked even more because I thought maybe heart attack. After that I had a few residual small attacks then it went away took some positive thinking and a little research. I wish smoking is one of those things I could do because it isn't really bad for you. So the only thing I do is drink now which really isn't good for your body. I do miss rolling and think about it from time to time.
So I went to Sunset Music Festival Saturday, and basically did everything I shouldn't have. I went with a friend and we both bought 5 rolls each, bad mistake. So my friend ends up taking 6 I gave him one of mine, I end up taking 5, I bought one off some random guy, Another mistake.
After that I met some kid selling acid, I'VE NEVER DONE THAT SHIT BEFORE! but I wanted to try, I bought 2 hits because I figured my friend would want one. I offered my friend but he said no thanks and actually warned me not to do it and that the rave isn't the right place. The kid that sold me the acid told me it takes 15 minutes to work, which I found out can take 1 hour, so I take the first hit nothing happens, I'm thinking it was a fake thing, and I'm also expecting it to work in 15 minutes, So I take the second hit and oh my god after about 1 hour I got so fucked up.
I reached a really high plateau, highest I ever experienced was amazing. The first thing I noticed that made me realize I was fucked up I saw confetti that was shot into the air and it had a 3D look to it which looked amazing, then I spiraled out of control. What actually made me lose it was after this guy was trying to help me which he did great he really motivated me and said don't worry were having a good time and enjoy the music. He had to leave and after he did that's when I over heard someone say he's having a bad trip and as soon as I heard that everything in me sank and I was wondering are they really talking about me. The friend that I went with lost track of me and I started to go fucking nuts. My friend I went with told me right before he lost track of me that I walked up to some girl and slapped her ass, (something I would never do! even when I use to roll I would always be respectful) and the chick went and told her boyfriend and that the boyfriend said "so" LMAO! my friend said the guy looked pretty fucked up and didn't even care lucky me, then I disappeared.
I went into this dimensional place in my head, where I was stuck! the music was redundant, time was stretched to the max. When I was in this place lost in my head what I saw was everyone was messed up on drugs at this rave I mean the vendors, everything kept repeating it was really scary actually. Everything was repeating like a broken record but with visualizations people would walk up to me and I would hear the same things over and over at one point I remember sitting on a couch and my friend telling me to go upstairs and telling me to look out the window but I felt he was telling me to jump out and in my mind I said hell no I backed away and left, I think this part was all in my head and not real but honestly I was in my peak and I don't know.
I was doing so bad that instinct told me to change my own setting, I ended up leaving sunset, with no idea of what I was doing, and thinking it was all fake. Also my friend drove us there and my car was at his house so yea i got fucked.
This place is in over-town Miami so just imagine doing 5 or 6 rolls which I've never done that amount, 2 hits of acid, first time ever doing acid, In over-town Miami! If you don't know what over-town is Google it!
I lost touch with reality I was seeing people appear in front of me, I couldn't tell what was real, I was super overheating, I started stripping off my clothes, my shoes came of with my socks, but I couldn't hold them anything I touched had this crazy sharp electric non realistic feeling and felt like it was falling through my hands. Then took off my back pack left it somewhere, then my shorts and left it somewhere in Miami with my wallet and 100 dollars, Lost my phone took off my shirt, I was climbing cars laying on them, at the time I thought this was fake, I was laying on concrete several times and laying on grass that was wet plenty of times because I was so hot and was desperate to cool down by any means. The metal from the cars felt cooler, and so did the wet crazy cooled me down a little anything to survive and cool my body down.
I started trying to open car doors, 1 car I actually got into, I was in it and resting from being exhausted I grabbed the empty bottles of water in his car and drank whatever drops was left, (I'm still thinking this is fake, I was actually thinking that I was already dead) then I started walking in his front yard, this guy opens the door and comes out with a fucking gun! I was freaking out and thinking maybe this is fake, he then fired a shot in the air, I ran so fucking fast, as I was running he ran out by where his car was and saw the door open and called me a fucking pervert maybe he thought I was doing something perverted in his car since I was in boxers, again imagine that 5 rolls 2 hits of acid first time?! you know how fucking out of my mind I was?! (the crazy thing about this incident, was I knew it was real after he fired in the air, and I always thought to myself if something like this ever happened in my life where someone pulled out a gun I always thought I would be scared and freeze, but that night I just ran fast and didn't think twice pretty interesting.)
After that incident, I started walking miles towards the beach, no one stopped to help me, no taxi, not pedestrians, at least 2 cop cars drove by saw me in my boxers didn't stop. Bad area of town, I was super paranoid, couple of homeless people approached me man. (cops probably thought I was another homeless)
I remember talking to a homeless guy at a bus station telling him the city I live in but he kept saying he never heard of it and I rolled around in a grass a few times where he could see me didn't see much of a reaction from him he probably sees these kinds of things all the time. and I stopped by a gas station and sat in the wet grass again just to cool down before heading towards the beach felt really helpless especially when I looked homeless nobody really wants to help you.
Next crazy thing I did was after climbing car roofs, I was trying to pee, but I couldn't even feel my dick my hands were so numb, I remember peeing on some car, and purposely letting my piss fall on my feet, to see if I was really peeing or if it wasn't happening. I ended up walking into some Mexican bar and even after the gunshot thing happened I still didn't think anything was real, I walk in, with only boxers, I take a seat. Lady looking at me crazy, so I just climbed the the bar table and started grabbing in the fridge, i was so thirsty desperate and overheating, lady starts to fuckin scream, some old lady comes out and tells me sit down! So I sat and said sorry, she said what did I want and I begged for water, she gave me 1 free water bottle, and a sprite, and then rushed me to get out, so I ran, and I was pretty freaked because I realized I really did that.(and just to add to this honestly I think that lady saved my life that night offering me free water I don't think I would have made it hours without hydration)
So I'm walking miles and miles, my feet were hurting so bad, one thing I did before getting to the beach I saw this grassy area I don't know why but I took of my boxers put them on the floor and I laid in this grass comepletly naked and I started to feel bites all over tiny bites everywhere around my thighs and dick but mostly upper thighs and I realized I was getting bit by fire ants I jumped up and for a second thought it was real but the pain was very real I quickly brushed them all off and thankfully came somewhat to my senses and put my boxers on. Next day I had a bunch of bites all over. This event actually happened before me going to the Mexican bar.
Walking and walking, and finally get towards the beach area but everything was like privately owned beach crap, and after getting shot at I didn't want to take chances I walked further along the side and came across a bridge long bridge that led to these nice hotels, security lady of course stopped me, and I begged her to call a taxi cab, she did told me to wait on the other side of the bridge man that killed me, and the 2 minutes she said the guy would arrive felt like hours I remember as I was pacing the bridge back in forth, I thought several times about jumping off of it and into the water, if that cab didn't come I was defiantly going to jump in. I think mostly because of how hot I was I wanted to jump in and I guess I still wanted to test reality. dude came, I ended up calling my mom, she footed a 60 plus dollar bill. I remember these chicks laughing at me last night also, people are just total pricks sometimes they saw me on the sidewalk sitting down with my head down obviously struggling.
I got home showed up in boxers barefoot, so heh. I still wasn't sure it was real, I couldn't believe I actually made it home, and even after I was home I still didn't believe until I actually walked into my room.
couples of times last night I thought I was dead, and kept pushing to limits to see what was real and not, couples of times I would have rather died, I had this continual thought that daylight would never come. I think I walked out the club around 1:30 am, I didn't get home until after 6am like 6:30, walking barefoot, felt like forever I almost wanted to die to see if i could break the loop I was in. I also thought to myself now I see why some people kill themselves, I was for the first time a lunatic.
After getting home and washing my face, I noticed I was covered from head to toe in dirt, had bruises all over my body, had boils filled with liquid on my feet from all the walking, bunch of ant bites filled with puss all over, had a reaction to the bites, I still haven't slept. Ive been up from 12pm Saturday. (I actually finally feel asleep today 8/2/2010 at 3p)
I can't sleep because the electric pulsating in my hands still haven't left which is scaring me a little bit, anything I touch soft clothing , or sheets, sends this jolt of super touch sensitivity/electric, the slightest movement in my hands sends this shit to my body making me wake up, so not sure how to deal with it. bite the shit out of my inside checks and tongue, have some bad bruises, and just red marks all over my body with bruises and like break out in my skin, maybe I had a allergic reaction to one of the drugs, or the fire ants.
So basically this is all my fault did it to myself, my friend warned me not to do the acid, but he didn't do much of eye keeping on me, so just a horrible night, with multiple ways I could've actually died, I was fucking knocking peoples doors asking for water, I was fucking trying to open doors, to see if I could get in, i was laying in front of some ladies door just feeling the ac air coming out from the bottom of the door, really insane night, It's to bad that was my first acid experience, which scared me to shit. I won't be fucking with any of this shit for awhile. def not acid, and ex staying away I need to rethink things. I thought the least my friend would do is keep track of me and if I lost it, he would walk me out, I know this is all my fault but it upsets me, that after he didn't check on me or didn't call to find out, and the person i got the rolls from really close friend is understandably paranoid but more paranoid that she could have gotten in trouble if I died because supplying the rolls, she spoke to me once and hasn't asked me again if I was okay, so just kind of sad
and a big reality check. (hehe adding to this now it's interesting in a bind to see who's really there huh you might be surprised)(I actually found out my friend was calling me had like 3 voice mails on my phone and he said he checked hospitals too I'm not really sure if that's true but in the morning when I went to go get my car he was sound asleep heh.)Hey guys I edited this today 3/28/2012 just to add a little bit more to the story things I remember, and some spelling mistake but I just briefly looked at it so there's errors all over I'm sure, and nothings been taken out.
8/7/2012 I added a little more to the story ha ha and fixed some more mistakes. I really like looking back and coming to this story just as a reminder and I also liking reading the comments people made.
Something I wanted to add to this was the after effects. Ever since this event I get panic attacks sometimes.. Not sober though but I have tried smoking weed a few times, weed definitely isn't my thing but I never had that issue before until this incident. Last time I smoked was at the beginning of this year and I had a really bad panic attack a little bit to intense. The people I smoked with are friends and they said it was weed but they also smoke spice also I know it was weed that nice because of the smell but who knows maybe they had some mixed in all I know is I can't smoke weed anymore I had to leave and I went home my heart was racing for about 2 hours like really and at one point I felt pain in my arm and panicked even more because I thought maybe heart attack. After that I had a few residual small attacks then it went away took some positive thinking and a little research. I wish smoking is one of those things I could do because it isn't really bad for you. So the only thing I do is drink now which really isn't good for your body. I do miss rolling and think about it from time to time.
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