18mg 4-ACO-DMT IV fucked my world up. For the first time in ages I couldn't handle my trip. lol I was actually scared.
Have any of you ever IV'd 4-ACO-DMT?
I'm hesitant to ever do it that way again!
I have IVed it. It was a pretty brutal experience for me. But I had IVed it before and it wasn't a bad experience. The first time I IVed 15mg.
The 2nd time I iv'd was about 14mg in each arm. So a total of about 28mg. It was such a great experience the first time, I felt it would probably be even better the next time I tried it in higher dose, I was wrong.
I remember the first time, it hit me literally in 3 seconds. There was no come up, no nausea, no anxiety. It was just there, had no time to prepare. I went outside in my backyard and laid in a lawn chair and just admired the sky. The trip was very short tho. Lasted about hour and half,
The second time IVing was pretty rough. i was in the guest bedroom at home. No one was going to be home the entire wknd. Set and setting were good. Mind state was good, at least I thought. I was very excited that everyone was going to be gone for the wknd. Just like the first time I IVed it, the trip began instantly, felt manageable so IVed the other syringe I had prepared. I had my earbuds and playlist ready. This trip was getting weird fast. The CEVs were exactly like the OEV's. I can't even describe what they were. But at one point I wasn't sure if my eyes were closed or open. I put my head under the covers and still same visuals.
Then things started to get sinister. My hands began to hurt. The skin on them felt like it was stretching. So I got up from the bed and my hands looked swollen and blue (kind like what a dead body would look like) I noticed my feet and knees looked the same. They looked gross, and swollen and dead.
I became frightened. I was panicking. I was thinking "oh fuck, I have really fucked up, I have done it this time!" Because my hands and feet looked blue I thought that I injecting did something to my veins that was cutting off oxygen or blood or something to my extremities. Even my lips looked blue. Looking into a mirror really made things even worse. Omg... I was scared. terrified
I thought I was dying. It was very difficult for me to keep reminding myself that my body may only look distorted because I had injected a drug, that distorts vision. I was looking for my phone, to try to take a picture of my hands and feet. I couldn't find it anywhere. I could barely walk, i do think at some point I was crawling on hands and knees because walking was weird or I couldn't. I don't know But never found my phone. I then became even more terrified.
I have always loved being outside while on 4-Aco-Dmt. Being in nature makes me feel a loving and deep connection with earth. So I immediately got up and headed to the back porch. It was very hard to walk, which has never happened on this substance. I made it to my back porch. I had been cold when I was inside, so I had on sweat pants and a hoodie. (I live in the south and it was probably 85° – 90° outside)
It was the middle of the day, but everything looked sinister and I felt very paranoid. I felt someone or something was watching me. Even tho I have a 8ft privacy fence in my backyard.
So I went back inside and decided a shower might help. But it didn't. I kept getting mental pictures in my head of my family coming home, only to find me dead. And how horrible that would be for them. I was fighting this trip every step of the way, which I believe made things worse.
By this time I felt like I had been tripping for a very long time. In the shower my body looked like a corpse. Why I had not aborted this trip with a benzo or etizolam, I don't know!
I even have a little pill case with a few Xanax, etizolam and trazodone that I made just in case a trip like this ever occurred.
Anyways it finally began to wear down.
It felt like forever, but it was only 6:30pm.
I was finally somewhat in my right mind enougt to look at a clock and find my phone. I had IVed at around 430ish. I couldn't believe that only and 1 1/2 - 2 hours had gone by. Because it felt like i was dying forever.
I can't say I didn't learn anything from the trip. I learned a lot. I remember during the worst part of the trip, when I thought I was going to die and my family would find me dead. So after trip was pretty much over, I was angry at myself for being so selfish and inconsiderate of the feelings of others. Injecting any drug is risky, but I had injected an RC. I did feel it was a wake up call that I needed to make some adjustments and changes in my life. I felt so guilty for being so excited and giddy that they were all leaving for the wknd so I could test out some RC's.
I think I needed a psychedelic ass beating, and that was what I got.
Since that trip I have done 4-aco-dmt again, but only orally. And I have had other bad trips with 4-aco-dmt, but none where I truly believed I was going to die. It was just really crazy and scary.