not_broken_420
Bluelighter
It's kind of long to describe a 10 minute experience, but it was crazy.
I went to a headshop with my friends J and M. We bought some salvia 15x extract. J had tried it the week before after much discussion between us about wanting to try it. He called me afterwards so excited about what had happened, telling me I had to try it. I didn't need much convincing, since I'd wanted to do it for awhile but never got around to buying any.
We went to a friend B's house, who was already tripping really hard on mushrooms. I sat on the couch with B, J was next to me on a chair, and M was on the floor in front of me. I hit the bowl first. I took a long, long toke and held it in for as long as I could, exhaling slowly. As soon as the last bit of smoke left my lips, I felt this "Oh crap..oh man, stop this shit" feeling, like a roller coaster was about to take off and I wasn't wearing a seatbelt. I remained sane long enough to say "Hell no, I don't want any more of that shit!" when offered a second hit. Then all hell broke loose. My world crumbled around me in the next 10-20 seconds as I forgot the meaning of reality, who I was, where I was. All I knew was I DON'T LIKE THIS SHIT. I decided to go outside, which proved easier said than done. I felt really hot, and was getting really overwhelmed and just wanted to be out on the cool, dark porch by myself.
I stood up shakily and started walking to the door. My friends later told me I said "THERE'S the door." But all I remember is getting to it, turning around, and sitting next to M on the floor. The entire world was divided into sections, lines dividing everything. I mumbled to J, "You said it only lasts ten..tendy..tenteen..minutes right?" I couldn't remember what "ten" meant, although they said to them it sounded simply like "ten." I asked this even though I've researched the stuff myself and know perfectly well how long it lasts. At this point I had some realization that I forgot shortly after and I tried to explain why I had sat on the floor, but I found that I had no idea. Suddenly I thought that M and J were going to hurt me because they were tripping. I got up again and walked outside.
Once outside, I was desperate for someone sober to talk to, but there was nobody. I thought I heard the guys talking about me, telling each other that someone needed to come sit with me. (They said they never talked about it.) I walked back in to find them taking their second hits each, and J turned around to where B HAD been sitting, but no longer was, (I thought he had left the room entirely, but he later told me he was sitting there the whole time and had simply changed spots on the couch) and said "Shut up, I don't need any help." I was like "He's not even there! YOU'RE AS FUCKED UP AS I AM!" and proceeded to start laughing hysterically. We both collapsed to the floor laughing, and when I snapped out of it soon after I realized that I had just gotten the living shit scared out of me like never before, and I've tripped quite a few times on LSD and mushrooms. I never freak out on drugs; when I get uneasy I can usually talk myself out of it by reminding myself that I'm just on something. This was different. I've never felt so disoriented and freaked out on any substance. I felt really good afterwards..simply in awe that I could feel like that from anything. Now that I have some idea of what to expect, I'd probably try it again sometime, although I'd rather do it in my own house with one sober person there to comfort me.
I went to a headshop with my friends J and M. We bought some salvia 15x extract. J had tried it the week before after much discussion between us about wanting to try it. He called me afterwards so excited about what had happened, telling me I had to try it. I didn't need much convincing, since I'd wanted to do it for awhile but never got around to buying any.
We went to a friend B's house, who was already tripping really hard on mushrooms. I sat on the couch with B, J was next to me on a chair, and M was on the floor in front of me. I hit the bowl first. I took a long, long toke and held it in for as long as I could, exhaling slowly. As soon as the last bit of smoke left my lips, I felt this "Oh crap..oh man, stop this shit" feeling, like a roller coaster was about to take off and I wasn't wearing a seatbelt. I remained sane long enough to say "Hell no, I don't want any more of that shit!" when offered a second hit. Then all hell broke loose. My world crumbled around me in the next 10-20 seconds as I forgot the meaning of reality, who I was, where I was. All I knew was I DON'T LIKE THIS SHIT. I decided to go outside, which proved easier said than done. I felt really hot, and was getting really overwhelmed and just wanted to be out on the cool, dark porch by myself.
I stood up shakily and started walking to the door. My friends later told me I said "THERE'S the door." But all I remember is getting to it, turning around, and sitting next to M on the floor. The entire world was divided into sections, lines dividing everything. I mumbled to J, "You said it only lasts ten..tendy..tenteen..minutes right?" I couldn't remember what "ten" meant, although they said to them it sounded simply like "ten." I asked this even though I've researched the stuff myself and know perfectly well how long it lasts. At this point I had some realization that I forgot shortly after and I tried to explain why I had sat on the floor, but I found that I had no idea. Suddenly I thought that M and J were going to hurt me because they were tripping. I got up again and walked outside.
Once outside, I was desperate for someone sober to talk to, but there was nobody. I thought I heard the guys talking about me, telling each other that someone needed to come sit with me. (They said they never talked about it.) I walked back in to find them taking their second hits each, and J turned around to where B HAD been sitting, but no longer was, (I thought he had left the room entirely, but he later told me he was sitting there the whole time and had simply changed spots on the couch) and said "Shut up, I don't need any help." I was like "He's not even there! YOU'RE AS FUCKED UP AS I AM!" and proceeded to start laughing hysterically. We both collapsed to the floor laughing, and when I snapped out of it soon after I realized that I had just gotten the living shit scared out of me like never before, and I've tripped quite a few times on LSD and mushrooms. I never freak out on drugs; when I get uneasy I can usually talk myself out of it by reminding myself that I'm just on something. This was different. I've never felt so disoriented and freaked out on any substance. I felt really good afterwards..simply in awe that I could feel like that from anything. Now that I have some idea of what to expect, I'd probably try it again sometime, although I'd rather do it in my own house with one sober person there to comfort me.
