Had my real first trip four days ago. I mention 'real' because last year I was at a party and a dealer sold me a pill of 'molly' but I didn't feel anything. I probably got ripped off, which sucks because I knew his friend. Anyway, moving on..
I'm in my room, alone in the house.. for now..
I bought a gram of off-white colored crushed up crystals. I didn't weigh or test it. I was like, fuck it, who cares if its bunk. I have a set of tiny measuring spoons, there's five of them in a set with varying sizes and I use the smallest one to measure (a "dash") for snorting. I snort one and it stings like a bitch!! Like something acidic. I do it once more on the other nostril. If I had to guess, the dose is between 50-60mg altogether.
I start to do more research online on how to take mdma; plugging, bombing, snorting...and yeah, people say it does sting if you snort it so maybe I DO have real stuff. I've looked up the drug before but I never thought I'd be taking the non-pill form. I remember my dealer recommending 'bombing' it. So I took an OO capsule and place 3 or 4 dashes inside. Gulp that down with water. Go outside and keep checking my watch. Onset time is supposed to be 30-45 minutes according to online anecdotes. By about 30 minutes is when I start to notice some drastic change in feeling. Like an alcohol buzz but more pronounced.
Then all of the sudden out of nowhere a rush of euphoria hits my entire body, sending chills all over. I gasp/gulp for air breathing in large amounts and I make a mental note to myself; "you are having shortness of breath". I say to myself, "oooohh myyy gooodd" as Im still feeling the rush and enjoying it immensely. I am outside loving the somewhat chilly wind hit my skin. I start to water the plants and my skin all over my body feels like it's about to get partially numb. I give my arm a slap or two to confirm this. "Man that feels good", as I start rubbing one with the other.
"So THIS is what it feels like to be on X", I think to myself and smile.
I start to reflect about my life, my family, the situation I'm in. I'm like, "Wow this is cool!" Childhood memories that were long forgotten suddenly were easily recollected; but the great thing is, as I'm replaying the childhood memories I can make judgments/assessments as to how that incident made me who I am now. How it has affected the decisions that I am making or have made. I try and make the most of this and grab some writing utensils and blank pieces of paper. Here are a few things that I wrote down:
I still haven't accepted who I really am.
It is time to grow up.
Stop going after sluts.
Be more refined; wear suits.
Have your own life.
Your family loves you.
Those are snippets of what I wrote down. There are more that I didn't transcribe here. I even attempted to do a self portrait; it's incomplete and certainly worst than if I was sober. haha.
It was very emotional and at the same time I was loving the happy feeling but it wasn't like that first rush anymore. I didn't want this feeling to end so I went and redosed hoping for another come up. Look up online on things to do on E while alone and experiences while alone...and Music! Hell yeah. I put on my favorite trance collection and EARGASM! Holy fuck.
Then I start browsing porn, holy shit I'm so horny but my dick won't get hard. I'm breathing hard; breathing from my mouth this whole time and I hear my roommate's door open; he's home from work, fuck. I look at the time and it's been 4 hours since initial dose. I lock my door as I am now naked; I have this faux fur wrapped around my neck and it feels soo good.
Anyways, to make long story short. I spent the rest of the night looking at porn pleasuring myself off in ways I never would have imagined. I pleasured myself anally (luckily I have condoms and objects). Yes, something that's always been taboo to me and considered it 'gay' before.. but you know what, I loved it. In summary, I was rolling for 12 hours and probably consumed .5 grams as I was redosing always trying to chase that first time high. I even remember the sting from plugging.
When I woke up, my room was a mess. Condoms and objects all over. I'm just hoping my roommates didn't hear anything off the wall stuff. I tried my best to be discreet but who knows. Anyways, I had this greatest urge to do MORE! I started looking online if addiction was real on the first try. All I could think about was this stuff. I wanted that first time high again and also because I wanted to use it for some introspective purposes. And since I had more within reach, that was even worse.
I tried to not touch the stuff until the following week to give myself time to fully recover and I would have too because my body was sore all over and my mouth was all fucked up. During my high I was chewing lots of gum; smoked 1/3 pack of cigs (luckily that's all I had or else I could have easily smoked 12 packs and Im not a smoker); smoked a few bowls of weed; and lots of water.
However, I caved in the second day. That was yesterday.
Second roll I didn't take as much. Probably about 150mg total, split in two dosages. I was mindful not to chew and I didn't at all. I pretty much did the same activities. Some introspective stuff and masturbation. I was able to get hard and blow my load this time.
When I woke up this morning. I didn't have any cravings for X at all. Possibly complete depletion of serotonin? Idk. I even considered throwing it out or giving it away. I'll probably just wait and save it for when I go to a club or rave.
Some things I'm noticing: mainly Paranoia. I'm like a little kid again, afraid of the dark. Believing in ghosts and shit. I tell myself, "if ghosts/monsters exist then come and get me motherfucker!" as I stare into the darkness. So annoying. I have to retrain myself of little things like this. It seems I have a lot of issues that re/surfaced, or that I was never aware of. I suppose that's good.
P.S. Even though my post seem long, there's a lot of things that I can't recollect easily from the day of first time use (like small details); while I'm sure I could have easily done so before this second dosing.