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Ecstasy (???) -- Experienced -- A very very scary night 
Long story so just bare with me here
Around 12ish on Saturday night popped two "3HR" rolls, tabs whatever you wanna call it, with my boyfriend. And basiclly from what I have read about these tabs they are almost pure speed. Anyways, hit the club about 1ish, danced, danced, sweated, danced some more, and ofcourse sweated. Felt great, was drinking my water, etc. Hit the after party at 430ish. Danced some more, took a half of an off white mercadies (sp?) with my boyfriend. Everything was all good. Headed home around 7ish. My man and I went into the bathroom with the music and lights and vix and passys, etc. I rolled so hard while in that bathroom. It was the hardest roll in my life. I've never felt like that before, amazing!!!! Finally we decided to go ahead and take a bath in our new garden tub. I remember getting in the water and just laying back on him. After that everything seemed like a really fast paced TRIP! I can remember crying out for him to hold me and for him not to leave me.
What he says happened was, I looked up at him all of the sudden and my eyes were huge, he said I started screaming that something was in my wrist like where my veins are. He said that I screamed that "I need to get it out or it's going to kill me". He than said that I started trying to bite my wrist and scratch at my wrist, while I was saying that I needed a knife. He said he got me out of the tub and layed me on the floor and had to hold me down because I was trying to eat at my wrist. He said I just kept screaming over and over that I needed to get it out of me or it was going to kill me and that I kept saying that I dont want to die. He carried me into the bedroom and put me on the bed (this part I remember) than I remember laying there shaking like a mother f+cker. I remember hearing him say "Come back to my world baby". I remember that I couldnt breath very well at all and that every breath I got was a struggle to get in and out. He said I kept reaching up for something in the air just like sticking my arms straight up. He said that if he got up to get me some water or anything that I would start crying and begging him not to leave me. He said that he was scared as hell. He kept saying he was going to take me to the hospital but I kept telling him no. As I layed there on the bed I honestly thought that it was going to be my last day on Earth. I did'nt want to go to the hospital because I was too scared of what might happen once they knew that I had MDMA in my system. I just layed there on the bed and moaned for a couple hours. I remember that my mouth was dry as hell, and I just kept drinking water. I didnt want to consume too much, because I know what happens when ya do that sometimes. He carried me to the bathroom twice and I tee-teed like I had never tee-teed before. Than he would carry me back to the bed. Than just all of the sudden I came all the way too. Than I drank some more and tryed to gather my thoughts but was so tired I just feel asleep.
Whats mest up about this is how I can remember some of it and not all of it.
I have no freaking idea what the hell happened, what the hell caused it, or anything. I was scared outta my damn mind though.
Around 3ish that afternoon once I finally woke up, I kept saying that my wrist was hurting. All the rest of that day and even up till today (2 days later) my wrist was and is still bothering me. I dont remember trying to go for my wrist and my man didnt tell me about how I did go for it untill yesterday. Just thought that was kind of odd.
We sat down last night and talked about all what happened. I have decided that I am not going to be doing anymore MDMA for a good while. And for me to stop cold turkey after being an addict is gonna be rough on me. But I guess all that it took was a scary ass experince like that one to make me cut back.
[Edit: I changed the thread title (A very very scary night
) so it would fit forum guidelines. Not sure about what was in the pills, but since the poster assumed they were ecstasy, we will work from there. Also added some paragraph breaks. -C22]
[ 08 August 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]

Long story so just bare with me here

Around 12ish on Saturday night popped two "3HR" rolls, tabs whatever you wanna call it, with my boyfriend. And basiclly from what I have read about these tabs they are almost pure speed. Anyways, hit the club about 1ish, danced, danced, sweated, danced some more, and ofcourse sweated. Felt great, was drinking my water, etc. Hit the after party at 430ish. Danced some more, took a half of an off white mercadies (sp?) with my boyfriend. Everything was all good. Headed home around 7ish. My man and I went into the bathroom with the music and lights and vix and passys, etc. I rolled so hard while in that bathroom. It was the hardest roll in my life. I've never felt like that before, amazing!!!! Finally we decided to go ahead and take a bath in our new garden tub. I remember getting in the water and just laying back on him. After that everything seemed like a really fast paced TRIP! I can remember crying out for him to hold me and for him not to leave me.
What he says happened was, I looked up at him all of the sudden and my eyes were huge, he said I started screaming that something was in my wrist like where my veins are. He said that I screamed that "I need to get it out or it's going to kill me". He than said that I started trying to bite my wrist and scratch at my wrist, while I was saying that I needed a knife. He said he got me out of the tub and layed me on the floor and had to hold me down because I was trying to eat at my wrist. He said I just kept screaming over and over that I needed to get it out of me or it was going to kill me and that I kept saying that I dont want to die. He carried me into the bedroom and put me on the bed (this part I remember) than I remember laying there shaking like a mother f+cker. I remember hearing him say "Come back to my world baby". I remember that I couldnt breath very well at all and that every breath I got was a struggle to get in and out. He said I kept reaching up for something in the air just like sticking my arms straight up. He said that if he got up to get me some water or anything that I would start crying and begging him not to leave me. He said that he was scared as hell. He kept saying he was going to take me to the hospital but I kept telling him no. As I layed there on the bed I honestly thought that it was going to be my last day on Earth. I did'nt want to go to the hospital because I was too scared of what might happen once they knew that I had MDMA in my system. I just layed there on the bed and moaned for a couple hours. I remember that my mouth was dry as hell, and I just kept drinking water. I didnt want to consume too much, because I know what happens when ya do that sometimes. He carried me to the bathroom twice and I tee-teed like I had never tee-teed before. Than he would carry me back to the bed. Than just all of the sudden I came all the way too. Than I drank some more and tryed to gather my thoughts but was so tired I just feel asleep.
Whats mest up about this is how I can remember some of it and not all of it.

Around 3ish that afternoon once I finally woke up, I kept saying that my wrist was hurting. All the rest of that day and even up till today (2 days later) my wrist was and is still bothering me. I dont remember trying to go for my wrist and my man didnt tell me about how I did go for it untill yesterday. Just thought that was kind of odd.
We sat down last night and talked about all what happened. I have decided that I am not going to be doing anymore MDMA for a good while. And for me to stop cold turkey after being an addict is gonna be rough on me. But I guess all that it took was a scary ass experince like that one to make me cut back.
[Edit: I changed the thread title (A very very scary night

[ 08 August 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]