This is about an experience that has really put me off drugs in general.
I have smoked skunk every day for about 2 years and started dropping pills (e) about 1 + 1/2 years ago. I have done 68 pills since then, almost always at raves or club nights, and only done coke about 2 or 3 times with about 2 lines each time. I don’t really like charlie because the comedown and price tend to put me off, but nevertheless it seemed interesting every now and then. When I drop I’ll usually have between 2-4 pills each time.
It began when I was on the bus about a month ago and saw a flyer that caught my eye… the venue was a pretty small place that I didn’t like much anymore, but the lineup - Pendulum, Nicky Blackmarket and Breakage meant I just had to go. I’m a right drub and bass head and that lineup just looked phat. So I went into town a few weeks later and got some tickets.
It begins as we were chilling in my house at about 8ish and we are smoking some joints. We have to leave the house, but before we leave the house this dude has a massive line and gets into his car. We head over to another mates house to chill before we hit the night. It is here, at about 9ish that the cocaine gets used. A few of us including me have about 3 lines over 2 ½ hours. This time was mostly spent chatting utter nonsense, listening to tunes and such. It was fun. The charlie runs out and we head off. There are 6 of us in the cru. By the way I have had a couple of pints of beer by this point too.
We enter the club and some local DJs are playing. It is looking pretty busy. The charlie is still working and it seems pretty surreal in there, under the effects of a different chemical than usual. This wears off about 30 minutes later and I begin to feel a bit run down, so I munch a pill (crushed in the mouth to make it kick in faster). We head upstairs, where Nicky Blackmarket is playing. This is good music and I start to groove to it, waiting for the first E to kick in. As I begin to feel the effects (definitely MDMA) kick in about 40 minutes later I sit down somewhere and skin up. The J is smoked on the dancefloor and the set ends sometime later.
Downstairs Nicky Blackmarket is playing another set so we head there. This is where it gets a bit out of control. I drop another E as the previous one isn’t having a particularly strong effect. Plus I’ve just noticed that I’m getting a bit paranoid. It is rammed down here and very difficult to move about because upstairs has emptied – they are now playing breaks up there and most of the people in the venue came for the drum and bass. It is hot as hell which means regular water missions. I get lost a fair bit and begin to freak out. I drop 1 more tab, a total of 3, thinking this is the effect of the coke comedown. Maybe if I have another E it will pass,. But it gets worse – claustrophobia kicks in and the inability to find any of my cru makes me confused. It seems like a pretty nasty, aggressive crowd now too. During this whole thing I never think about leaving the club because I am compelled to see the entire lineup.. it is what I came here for after all. I don’t want to tell any friends I am messing up because I’m somehow convinced it’s a bad idea. I thing I’m getting some kind of weird psychosis. My mind is scaring me shitless.
Pendulum plays and I am lost and confused, upset that I should be enjoying this but I'm not. However things begin to improve ever such a bit at this point. I know my duty of witnessing the artists will be over soon. Once the music ends I find everyone and we go back somewhere to chill. Things seem a lot better once I’ve left the club. We listen to tunes and smoke ganja. I am feeling okay now but jaded about the night. At about 9 I go home and get some sleep. The following day was pure paranoia, couldn’t trust anyone. I’m still feeling run down now, about 4 days later but it is getting better as each day passes.
One thing is certain … it’s over.
I want get rid of all my drug use as soon as possible. The only thing that any appeal to me now is weed, and maybe a beer every now and then. But I'll give up skunk - I could do with a clear head.
I've had a look at my life before I started caning it and that sort of lifestyle has a lot more appeal to me now.
[edit : snipped out the incriminating bits - Meanie]
I have smoked skunk every day for about 2 years and started dropping pills (e) about 1 + 1/2 years ago. I have done 68 pills since then, almost always at raves or club nights, and only done coke about 2 or 3 times with about 2 lines each time. I don’t really like charlie because the comedown and price tend to put me off, but nevertheless it seemed interesting every now and then. When I drop I’ll usually have between 2-4 pills each time.
It began when I was on the bus about a month ago and saw a flyer that caught my eye… the venue was a pretty small place that I didn’t like much anymore, but the lineup - Pendulum, Nicky Blackmarket and Breakage meant I just had to go. I’m a right drub and bass head and that lineup just looked phat. So I went into town a few weeks later and got some tickets.
It begins as we were chilling in my house at about 8ish and we are smoking some joints. We have to leave the house, but before we leave the house this dude has a massive line and gets into his car. We head over to another mates house to chill before we hit the night. It is here, at about 9ish that the cocaine gets used. A few of us including me have about 3 lines over 2 ½ hours. This time was mostly spent chatting utter nonsense, listening to tunes and such. It was fun. The charlie runs out and we head off. There are 6 of us in the cru. By the way I have had a couple of pints of beer by this point too.
We enter the club and some local DJs are playing. It is looking pretty busy. The charlie is still working and it seems pretty surreal in there, under the effects of a different chemical than usual. This wears off about 30 minutes later and I begin to feel a bit run down, so I munch a pill (crushed in the mouth to make it kick in faster). We head upstairs, where Nicky Blackmarket is playing. This is good music and I start to groove to it, waiting for the first E to kick in. As I begin to feel the effects (definitely MDMA) kick in about 40 minutes later I sit down somewhere and skin up. The J is smoked on the dancefloor and the set ends sometime later.
Downstairs Nicky Blackmarket is playing another set so we head there. This is where it gets a bit out of control. I drop another E as the previous one isn’t having a particularly strong effect. Plus I’ve just noticed that I’m getting a bit paranoid. It is rammed down here and very difficult to move about because upstairs has emptied – they are now playing breaks up there and most of the people in the venue came for the drum and bass. It is hot as hell which means regular water missions. I get lost a fair bit and begin to freak out. I drop 1 more tab, a total of 3, thinking this is the effect of the coke comedown. Maybe if I have another E it will pass,. But it gets worse – claustrophobia kicks in and the inability to find any of my cru makes me confused. It seems like a pretty nasty, aggressive crowd now too. During this whole thing I never think about leaving the club because I am compelled to see the entire lineup.. it is what I came here for after all. I don’t want to tell any friends I am messing up because I’m somehow convinced it’s a bad idea. I thing I’m getting some kind of weird psychosis. My mind is scaring me shitless.
Pendulum plays and I am lost and confused, upset that I should be enjoying this but I'm not. However things begin to improve ever such a bit at this point. I know my duty of witnessing the artists will be over soon. Once the music ends I find everyone and we go back somewhere to chill. Things seem a lot better once I’ve left the club. We listen to tunes and smoke ganja. I am feeling okay now but jaded about the night. At about 9 I go home and get some sleep. The following day was pure paranoia, couldn’t trust anyone. I’m still feeling run down now, about 4 days later but it is getting better as each day passes.
One thing is certain … it’s over.
I want get rid of all my drug use as soon as possible. The only thing that any appeal to me now is weed, and maybe a beer every now and then. But I'll give up skunk - I could do with a clear head.
I've had a look at my life before I started caning it and that sort of lifestyle has a lot more appeal to me now.
[edit : snipped out the incriminating bits - Meanie]
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