blacksheep720
Greenlighter
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- Jun 19, 2009
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- 16
I went to a rave yesterday. At about 12 or so I bought a brownie and ate it. For about 30 minutes after that I was dancing quite contently. Then I sat down, and that's when the bad trip started. It was just really strong, too strong for me. Everything was really fuzzy, and I was having trouble moving. My limbs felt really heavy, like I couldn't move them. That was in the main room; I eventually gathered the self awareness to move into a kind of chill room. From there I really couldn't do anything. If you were looking at me you'd probably see me looking around with a really scared face. I remember kind of moaning and groaning; I couldn't control what was happening. A few people tried to talk me down; but I wasn't really afraid of any person or the music or anything like that. Just the way my body was feeling, how I couldn't control it was pretty scary. I ended up vomiting on myself and then just continuing to sit there. Everything was just ridiculously fuzzy; I was on a different plane of consciousness. Eventually someone from the party crew (who I'm friends with) found me, and I managed to tell him that I was on a really bad trip and needed help. I then remembered a team of medics (who were with the crew, that is) taking me outside and sitting me down. I couldn't even sit down properly. It basically felt like I was under anesthesia; I still couldn't think and was probably saying stupid things. I vomited some more - I kept vomiting until there was nothing left in my stomach, and even after that I kept having violent stomach contractions. Eventually I managed to eat some bread and drink some water (these things had to be fed to me because I could not move). It started getting cold so I started moving back inside. I guess I started coming down because I threw everything up; I sat inside with blankets on me for the rest of the rave (until 6) while some more people I knew sat with me. I was still really woozy until about 5:30 when I finally reentered a state of semi-normal awareness. Then when the rave ended at 6 I moved outside, with trouble, to take the shuttle back to the parking lot where my car was. Luckily my car was only a block or two from where I lived so I just drove home. I'm still not 100% right now (maybe it's from being tired, too).
Anyways, I was dissapointed to learn that the same group of medics who was helping me said they saw me doing tweak, and X. I also remember another lady saying she saw me drinking. Well, I have enough memory to know that I did not do any of those things. I think tweak is absolutely repulsive; as for X, some people offered it to me but I denied it. As for alcohol; I only remember drinking water.
So overall a pretty shitty night, and now people think I'm some kind of tweaker. What do you think I should do? And advice for avoiding occurrences like this in the future?
Anyways, I was dissapointed to learn that the same group of medics who was helping me said they saw me doing tweak, and X. I also remember another lady saying she saw me drinking. Well, I have enough memory to know that I did not do any of those things. I think tweak is absolutely repulsive; as for X, some people offered it to me but I denied it. As for alcohol; I only remember drinking water.
So overall a pretty shitty night, and now people think I'm some kind of tweaker. What do you think I should do? And advice for avoiding occurrences like this in the future?
