The worst night of my life as I know it!
Substance - XTC , and a lot of it.
Experience - have used about 15-20 times before this incident.
Im going to try to remember this as best as i can because its been around a year since this has happened. So bear with me.
My g/f goes to school about 100 miles away from where i live. So one night i decided to head up there with intentions to do some activities. When i got there she had 4 blue supermans waiting for me. Actually she had one for her, one for her friend, and i guess the other 2 for me. I was a little in a depressed mood because i was fighting with the parents, had no money, and it was raining. I was told that if your having a bad day, then your gonna have a bad trip. But, the lush that i am, i decided "what the hell" and dropped 2 around 7:30.
Around a half hour later im sitting in the apartment of my g/f's friend. Everything starts moving in slow motion and i start sluring my speach. The usual effects i always get. About an hour later, the same thing is happening and its not getting any stronger. My g/f decides to call up one of her other friends and ask her if she has any more. She does, but she is a half hour away. We decide to drive in the downpour to go get some "mysterious pills"(she wouldnt tell me what they were)
Around 9:10ish we arive at our destination. My g/f runs in to get the goods and were out. She shows me 2 double stacked green mitsubishi's and 2 more orange omegas. I steal a double stack and and omega and chew both of them. Well, at this point my supermans had started hitting me stronger than what i had expected so im getting a little freaked out. Then my g/f's friend(let call her K because im tired of saying my g/f's friend). K starts talking about how her dad is really sick and might die. If that isnt the most horrible thing to talk about. The whole car ride home im sitting in the back seat preparing myself for the torture that is about to come.
Its at the 10 o'clock hour and im sitting in K's apartment and feeling the highest ive ever been in my entire life. At one point im hearing things that dont exhist. Im running in to walls. Sometimes theres not even a wall there but I still hit it.
Its really really messing with my head. Im feeling like im king of the world one minute, and as soon as i let my mind wonder off, i feel like im the biggest piece of crap there is. I cant control my body. Ill be sitting there and my hands will just knock over things. Ill get up and walk around, 5 minutes later ill realize that 5 minutes ago i got up to walk around and find myself in another room talking to little people that do not even exist. Its the best of times and the worst of times.
K's neighbors arent the friendiest people around. She is always constantly yelling at them and there yelling back. Well around 11ish they are being loud and obnoxious and K is pounding on the ceiling(cause they live above her) yelling back at them to shut up. This freaks me out because i barely know her and i dont know them. Im also in a pretty violent town. So for around a half hour this goes on. Im sitting in the chair freaking out. Im talking to myself trying to calm myself down, but as soon as my mind wonders, all I can think about is that something bad is going to happen.
Alright, here is were bad things happen. Around the midnight hour im already done peaking (thank Jah) and im starting to see things normally. By the way this whole time my g/f was sitting there laughing her ass off. I think she was on something else. Anyways, I look over my shoulder out of the ground-level window and i see a big pickup truck parked outside. I think nothing of it and look back. My mind keeps telling me to look out of the window. Well the truck is parked so close to the window that i can see the reflection of the apartment in the headlight. I can also see what i think is a reflection of a man around the corner with a gun shaking his head. (Im getting chills just talking about it.)
So at least an hour goes by of me looking out the window, seeing this horrible scene, and looking back. And whenever i looked back, my g/f and K where talking about me wondering what was going on. This freaked me out because i knew now that i was freaking out. So if it makes sence i was freaking out because i was freaking out. Not sure how much time went by but my g/f and i decided to pack up and head to her dorm.
We decide to crawl into bed around 130ish??? She starts talking to me about the presidency not making any sense at all. Then I start to get messed up because i cant understand her. At the same time she getting mad at herself because she cant talk right. I finally decide to call it quits around 3 in the morning. I roll over and literally start crying. I am still totally paranoid at the nights events. I cry myself to sleep.
This past year everytime ive done anything like that, i get paranoid as hell. I always think people are out to get me. I feel like im doing something wrong(well i am but you know...) I love the feeling i have when im on things, i just cant control my mind. I also get really paranoid and have panic attacks when im not on anything. Ive read that it can cause a slight case of paranoia. I think i have more than a slight.
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Substance - XTC , and a lot of it.
Experience - have used about 15-20 times before this incident.
Im going to try to remember this as best as i can because its been around a year since this has happened. So bear with me.
My g/f goes to school about 100 miles away from where i live. So one night i decided to head up there with intentions to do some activities. When i got there she had 4 blue supermans waiting for me. Actually she had one for her, one for her friend, and i guess the other 2 for me. I was a little in a depressed mood because i was fighting with the parents, had no money, and it was raining. I was told that if your having a bad day, then your gonna have a bad trip. But, the lush that i am, i decided "what the hell" and dropped 2 around 7:30.
Around a half hour later im sitting in the apartment of my g/f's friend. Everything starts moving in slow motion and i start sluring my speach. The usual effects i always get. About an hour later, the same thing is happening and its not getting any stronger. My g/f decides to call up one of her other friends and ask her if she has any more. She does, but she is a half hour away. We decide to drive in the downpour to go get some "mysterious pills"(she wouldnt tell me what they were)
Around 9:10ish we arive at our destination. My g/f runs in to get the goods and were out. She shows me 2 double stacked green mitsubishi's and 2 more orange omegas. I steal a double stack and and omega and chew both of them. Well, at this point my supermans had started hitting me stronger than what i had expected so im getting a little freaked out. Then my g/f's friend(let call her K because im tired of saying my g/f's friend). K starts talking about how her dad is really sick and might die. If that isnt the most horrible thing to talk about. The whole car ride home im sitting in the back seat preparing myself for the torture that is about to come.
Its at the 10 o'clock hour and im sitting in K's apartment and feeling the highest ive ever been in my entire life. At one point im hearing things that dont exhist. Im running in to walls. Sometimes theres not even a wall there but I still hit it.

K's neighbors arent the friendiest people around. She is always constantly yelling at them and there yelling back. Well around 11ish they are being loud and obnoxious and K is pounding on the ceiling(cause they live above her) yelling back at them to shut up. This freaks me out because i barely know her and i dont know them. Im also in a pretty violent town. So for around a half hour this goes on. Im sitting in the chair freaking out. Im talking to myself trying to calm myself down, but as soon as my mind wonders, all I can think about is that something bad is going to happen.
Alright, here is were bad things happen. Around the midnight hour im already done peaking (thank Jah) and im starting to see things normally. By the way this whole time my g/f was sitting there laughing her ass off. I think she was on something else. Anyways, I look over my shoulder out of the ground-level window and i see a big pickup truck parked outside. I think nothing of it and look back. My mind keeps telling me to look out of the window. Well the truck is parked so close to the window that i can see the reflection of the apartment in the headlight. I can also see what i think is a reflection of a man around the corner with a gun shaking his head. (Im getting chills just talking about it.)
So at least an hour goes by of me looking out the window, seeing this horrible scene, and looking back. And whenever i looked back, my g/f and K where talking about me wondering what was going on. This freaked me out because i knew now that i was freaking out. So if it makes sence i was freaking out because i was freaking out. Not sure how much time went by but my g/f and i decided to pack up and head to her dorm.
We decide to crawl into bed around 130ish??? She starts talking to me about the presidency not making any sense at all. Then I start to get messed up because i cant understand her. At the same time she getting mad at herself because she cant talk right. I finally decide to call it quits around 3 in the morning. I roll over and literally start crying. I am still totally paranoid at the nights events. I cry myself to sleep.
This past year everytime ive done anything like that, i get paranoid as hell. I always think people are out to get me. I feel like im doing something wrong(well i am but you know...) I love the feeling i have when im on things, i just cant control my mind. I also get really paranoid and have panic attacks when im not on anything. Ive read that it can cause a slight case of paranoia. I think i have more than a slight.
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