I had a strange weekend. I don't know who else to tell. All of my "drug" friends were there. And I can't tell my regular friends. 95% of them don't know about the drug / partying scene ... and the other 5% would freak out on me if they knew what happened last weekend (or if they knew everything that I did!).
I went to a club/rave with some friends (including my boyfriend). I had one m when I first got there (about 6:00 a.m.). I redosed at 10:00. Then I took a third at 1:00. None of them hit me too hard which was okay because I did not want to go overboard this weekend (I had done a bit too much before so I wanted to try and do less). I wanted to do a cap of g just after 1 because I love m and g together. My bf went to get some for me and brought me back a cup. I poured some water in to mask the taste and then drank it. The taste was sooo gross, I figured it was strong or something. My bf came back, found out it was gone, and got really worried. Turns out there were 3 caps in there instead of juts 1.
Fuck?!?
I've never g-ed out before but I knew it was going to come with 3 caps.
I felt sooo good right before I g-ed out though. Like everything was perfect, I was so happy.
I don't remember exactly how it happened. But I was confused. I was outside and inside. $80 of coke to make me stay awake. I didn't "completely" g out as I was conscious throughout it all. I was so out of it and confused and just barely awake.
I'm not sure how long it lasted. Maybe an hour or an hour and a half. It was so scary. My bf and all my friends were looking after me though. (I have looked after many others throughout this so they kind of had to help me out!).
I don't think I'll ever forget it. It was so scary. I didn't understand things. Everyone was telling me to try and snap out of it ... I was trying, but I didn't know how! People led me outside, inside. Gave me drinks (like orange juice, vitamin water, regular water). They made sure I didn't lie down. They took me outside to keep me awake.
The security guard got upset with me. I wasn't disrupting people (well, just my friends). It wasn't like I was being a big annoyance or something. He kept telling me stuff but I didn't understand it, I just got more confused. I have never gotten in trouble there - I always try to keep up a positive vibe and I always try to help people. And that security guard was not being the nicest to me. I didn't wan to get in trouble! Although I'm pretty sure he just hates me and my bf - he tried to kick out my bf before.
I keep thinking about it. And how scary it was. It was a combination of a gazillion emotions. Scared, lonely, worried, confused, helpless. I'm glad I never reached the unconscious stage but being conscious through the whole thing was scary.
I went to a club/rave with some friends (including my boyfriend). I had one m when I first got there (about 6:00 a.m.). I redosed at 10:00. Then I took a third at 1:00. None of them hit me too hard which was okay because I did not want to go overboard this weekend (I had done a bit too much before so I wanted to try and do less). I wanted to do a cap of g just after 1 because I love m and g together. My bf went to get some for me and brought me back a cup. I poured some water in to mask the taste and then drank it. The taste was sooo gross, I figured it was strong or something. My bf came back, found out it was gone, and got really worried. Turns out there were 3 caps in there instead of juts 1.
Fuck?!?
I've never g-ed out before but I knew it was going to come with 3 caps.
I felt sooo good right before I g-ed out though. Like everything was perfect, I was so happy.
I don't remember exactly how it happened. But I was confused. I was outside and inside. $80 of coke to make me stay awake. I didn't "completely" g out as I was conscious throughout it all. I was so out of it and confused and just barely awake.
I'm not sure how long it lasted. Maybe an hour or an hour and a half. It was so scary. My bf and all my friends were looking after me though. (I have looked after many others throughout this so they kind of had to help me out!).
I don't think I'll ever forget it. It was so scary. I didn't understand things. Everyone was telling me to try and snap out of it ... I was trying, but I didn't know how! People led me outside, inside. Gave me drinks (like orange juice, vitamin water, regular water). They made sure I didn't lie down. They took me outside to keep me awake.
The security guard got upset with me. I wasn't disrupting people (well, just my friends). It wasn't like I was being a big annoyance or something. He kept telling me stuff but I didn't understand it, I just got more confused. I have never gotten in trouble there - I always try to keep up a positive vibe and I always try to help people. And that security guard was not being the nicest to me. I didn't wan to get in trouble! Although I'm pretty sure he just hates me and my bf - he tried to kick out my bf before.
I keep thinking about it. And how scary it was. It was a combination of a gazillion emotions. Scared, lonely, worried, confused, helpless. I'm glad I never reached the unconscious stage but being conscious through the whole thing was scary.
Just make sure that someone's there to put you in the recovery position, and to keep randoms from sticking things where they aught not to be. For me, G is a chilling at home thing, preferably with an SO.
