After weeks and weeks of planning, asking questions here, getting advice, making decisions, Friday the 26th was one of the best nights of my life!
And I owe it all to you BL!
I feel I dosed perfectly and the night went as best as it ever could, and without this forum I would have nobody to ask these sorts of questions.
So once again, thank you Bluelight!
Ended up dosing a little later than I had planned, with 100mg and then about an hour later with 40mg. didn't even need to take the other 50mg I had ready this stuff was so strong. Most definitely the cleanest roll I've ever had, entirely pure.
But from this night I still have a couple more questions for you all.
I dosed 100mg at about 10:40 pm with my buddy who had eaten much more that day than I had (I tried to eat all day, but I was just too excited to get a lot down). I began to come up very quickly, and it has been nearly a year since I last rolled, and I have never had anything this powerful before nor in such an intense environment (22,000 people at the WaMu theater in Seattle).
Me and my buddy went to see Netsky who was playing Drum & Bass, I had never before experienced such intense and as loud of music under such an influence before. We got near to the front and the subs were absolutely insane, and I was coming up very quickly. I began to feel somewhat nervous, not in an entirely bad way, about what was going to happen next. Just minor anxiety. But this feeling started to get very strong, the light show/screen on stage was becoming overwhelming, but I decided to just go with it.
A man who looked maybe late 20's or 30's nicely asked if I wanted to be up front next to my buddy, on the rail. I accepted this. But as soon as I leaned on it, I realized this was very close to the security standing on the other side. This sort of bothered me, so I decided to move back a little bit back into the crowd. The man who had let me go up front seemed to ask why I didn't want that spot, but it was so loud I could barely hear and just nodded and moved further away. He seemed more concerned.
This is when things got a bit complicated; I had this sort of premonition. That this guy was an undercover security guard, and I had obviously been intoxicated, and my facial expression may not have expressed happiness but more of having a difficult time. Even a bit scared or paranoid. I was aware of this and went "oh shit, I'm probably stumbling around and they called this guy in to get me out". I started to panic, my face was getting incredibly hot, I needed water badly, the light show was becoming so overwhelming, arrows going everywhere, the DnB absolutely skull shatteringly loud.
The man was wearing a blank black cap, and a black chunky vest, all seemed to be matching. He appeared in my eyes to be a policeman or a cop. He swung his bag around in front of him after glancing at me and went to look for something. And then I almost snapped, I thought he was going to grab, I don't even know what, like badge or something. And in my own mind, I saw it all play out, me getting arrested and just everything crumbling to pieces.
I grabbed my buddy who was not coming up as hard as me yet and said very urgently "dude I need water can we get water really quick", and he obliged and we went rather hurriedly, and he was super concerned if I was doing okay and everything. I explained to him everything I had just experienced, and he told me that guy was just about to give me some water from his bag, that he was just being a nice guy and he wasn't an undercover of any sort, same reason he was gonna let me go up front; just another friendly DnB fan. All this paranoia and anxiety subsided after we walked away from the intensity of that stage, and i had a single sip of water and walked around/sat down for about 10 minutes or so.
Suddenly it all clicked and I realized I had just been over the top paranoid and overwhelmed during the sharp come up. I then realized that I shouldn't be so suspicious of kindness like that and everything is beautiful blah blah blah... Ended up rolling hard and in control for the rest of the night, best night ever, etc. etc. etc.
We returned to the stage, I apologized to the guy (who was still there) for acting so strangely and we enjoyed what was left of Netsky's mind-blowing set.
The whole paranoia stage was only during the 30 minutes i was coming to the peak, once I peaked I was fine. Why does this happen? The images in my mind were so real, almost psychedelic in a way. This same exact thing happened to me 3 years ago at a local dance where I envisioned my parents showing up to take me home saying things like "we noticed you milling around for cash all day" or "yup, we know everything". And this sort of paranoid just seems present in the early stages of every time I roll.
It was that same identical sort of.. Premonition, that something absolutely terrible is going to happen. And then suddenly it's gone in the blink of an eye and I dance my ass off for the rest of the night having a blast. Is this what being "floored" is? Like to the point where I had no energy to dance but mind going a million miles an hour, plus absolute sensory overload at the time.
Any explanation for this? Any ways I could prevent/ease through it? Such an odd experience...
And I owe it all to you BL!
I feel I dosed perfectly and the night went as best as it ever could, and without this forum I would have nobody to ask these sorts of questions.
So once again, thank you Bluelight!
Ended up dosing a little later than I had planned, with 100mg and then about an hour later with 40mg. didn't even need to take the other 50mg I had ready this stuff was so strong. Most definitely the cleanest roll I've ever had, entirely pure.
But from this night I still have a couple more questions for you all.
I dosed 100mg at about 10:40 pm with my buddy who had eaten much more that day than I had (I tried to eat all day, but I was just too excited to get a lot down). I began to come up very quickly, and it has been nearly a year since I last rolled, and I have never had anything this powerful before nor in such an intense environment (22,000 people at the WaMu theater in Seattle).
Me and my buddy went to see Netsky who was playing Drum & Bass, I had never before experienced such intense and as loud of music under such an influence before. We got near to the front and the subs were absolutely insane, and I was coming up very quickly. I began to feel somewhat nervous, not in an entirely bad way, about what was going to happen next. Just minor anxiety. But this feeling started to get very strong, the light show/screen on stage was becoming overwhelming, but I decided to just go with it.
A man who looked maybe late 20's or 30's nicely asked if I wanted to be up front next to my buddy, on the rail. I accepted this. But as soon as I leaned on it, I realized this was very close to the security standing on the other side. This sort of bothered me, so I decided to move back a little bit back into the crowd. The man who had let me go up front seemed to ask why I didn't want that spot, but it was so loud I could barely hear and just nodded and moved further away. He seemed more concerned.
This is when things got a bit complicated; I had this sort of premonition. That this guy was an undercover security guard, and I had obviously been intoxicated, and my facial expression may not have expressed happiness but more of having a difficult time. Even a bit scared or paranoid. I was aware of this and went "oh shit, I'm probably stumbling around and they called this guy in to get me out". I started to panic, my face was getting incredibly hot, I needed water badly, the light show was becoming so overwhelming, arrows going everywhere, the DnB absolutely skull shatteringly loud.
The man was wearing a blank black cap, and a black chunky vest, all seemed to be matching. He appeared in my eyes to be a policeman or a cop. He swung his bag around in front of him after glancing at me and went to look for something. And then I almost snapped, I thought he was going to grab, I don't even know what, like badge or something. And in my own mind, I saw it all play out, me getting arrested and just everything crumbling to pieces.
I grabbed my buddy who was not coming up as hard as me yet and said very urgently "dude I need water can we get water really quick", and he obliged and we went rather hurriedly, and he was super concerned if I was doing okay and everything. I explained to him everything I had just experienced, and he told me that guy was just about to give me some water from his bag, that he was just being a nice guy and he wasn't an undercover of any sort, same reason he was gonna let me go up front; just another friendly DnB fan. All this paranoia and anxiety subsided after we walked away from the intensity of that stage, and i had a single sip of water and walked around/sat down for about 10 minutes or so.
Suddenly it all clicked and I realized I had just been over the top paranoid and overwhelmed during the sharp come up. I then realized that I shouldn't be so suspicious of kindness like that and everything is beautiful blah blah blah... Ended up rolling hard and in control for the rest of the night, best night ever, etc. etc. etc.
We returned to the stage, I apologized to the guy (who was still there) for acting so strangely and we enjoyed what was left of Netsky's mind-blowing set.
The whole paranoia stage was only during the 30 minutes i was coming to the peak, once I peaked I was fine. Why does this happen? The images in my mind were so real, almost psychedelic in a way. This same exact thing happened to me 3 years ago at a local dance where I envisioned my parents showing up to take me home saying things like "we noticed you milling around for cash all day" or "yup, we know everything". And this sort of paranoid just seems present in the early stages of every time I roll.
It was that same identical sort of.. Premonition, that something absolutely terrible is going to happen. And then suddenly it's gone in the blink of an eye and I dance my ass off for the rest of the night having a blast. Is this what being "floored" is? Like to the point where I had no energy to dance but mind going a million miles an hour, plus absolute sensory overload at the time.
Any explanation for this? Any ways I could prevent/ease through it? Such an odd experience...
