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What is the biggest drug Binge you've had?

doofhard

doofhard

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This is a multiple answer.
1. The most you have consumed in a night.
2. The most you have consumed in a big weekend or multiple day event.
My answer is
1. I would say 6-7 pills but this was basicaly just wasteing money I felt great all night but couldn't dance or move much alot of head nodding.
2. NYE event of last, 3 day event, near Sale. I bought with me 20 pills, consumed 16 and one SUGAR CUBE acid trip. I wouldn't of had nearly that much but while tripping I ate about 5 pills forgeting they were E.
I am so not proud of these big numbers but believe me this is not the norm.8(
 
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And this promotes harm minimisation.... how exactly doofhard?

doofhard said:
I am so not proud of these big numbers but believe me this is not the norm.8(
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Gosh, I wish I was as cool as you...
 
I went through half a gram of ice (meth shards) and another 1g of normal speed and 2 pills in two days, that was a bit hectic, not something I'd do again in a hurry.
 
trog: dont wreck his post man. its a forum, he said he wasnt proud of the amount consumed - you didnt even add anything.

As for me, I dunno bout binges, but 8 in one 24 hours was my max. In Holland some years ago.
 
To many to remember... prolly 30 pills over 24 hrs. hell, just this week I snorted 6 grams of k. But these dick sizing threads get really monotonous, they dont have much of a point
 
i agree with trog, this thread will only turn into the usual dick measuring competition... perhaps people could also reply with what they learned from going overboard and what advice they could pass on to others to help avoid it.
 
Good POINT

Im just adding to my original thread that what I have learned from this is there is no point. Once you get troweled there is no point dropping more,your just wasteing money and braincells.
 
I think doofhard is assuming a certain level of intelligence and maturity from bluelight posters, that this doesn't get interpreted as though someone is 'kool' for taking lots of drugs in a short period of time.

I myself would make the same assumption, cuz everyone rocks here. :D

EDIT: oh and my biggest binge, was huge, I had 1.25 pills in a night 8o
 
My biggest night was 2 pills. I have a superhuman pee pee. ;)

Keep it small makes it so much more enjoyable than dieing in the corner. :p
 
Not going to go on about the amounts I have consumed.. Would rather take this opportunity to give some advice... Taking drugs is not a competition. It is meant to be something to take the edge of life a bit.. just a bit of fun.. Drugs can and will take over you without you knowing it.. and once you realise it's always too late. If you are lucky enough to still be a recreational drug user - stay at that level. If you think you might need to start taking more to get a high - then it's time to take a break. Taking more all the time does not make the experience more enjoyable. You get really of your head. Then comes the paranoia, then the bad come downs and the depression.

From personal experience, it is not worth it. Many others I know who have gone down the 'constant binge path' will tell you the same.

Once the magic is gone, the magic is gone.

- Brettles

P.S. I don't mean to sound like an anti-drug campaigner or anything.. I just hope everyone keeps to limits so as to keep that magic going!
 
This wanst what i did, but 2 mates of mine, very fucking stupid

14 day iced binge (meth shards), 14 days of smoking it, by the end of it they were paranoid as all fuck, and we played some funny as tricks on them, they thought everyone was after them, when they finally stopped they slept for 3 days, but still havent fully recovered, and this is 3 weeks later :( Moral of the story, crackpipes are evil!
 
I dunno about this thread... I'll keep an eye on it for a couple of days, if it starts going to shit then it'll disappear.

BigTrancer :)
 
I've never had more than 2.5 pills in a night because I prefer to have the drugs to enhance the night, not be the focul point of the night. I'm much more into the dancing and the music when I go out.

But...

Two examples, one of my friends went on a 4 day speed binge where she didn't sleep and just kept having lines to keep herself going. I saw her on the 4th day and she was a scattered mess. She had lost alot of weight which I could notice just by looking at her and she was really really pale. Because shes a good friend of mine it killed me to see her like that but then again its a side of her I've never seen. Disgusting is what I say.

The other, good mate of mine dropped 8 pills in one night, most of them in the one go. He was in england at the time and the pills there are supposed to be like "where did 3 hours go? was I really sitting in the van rocking back and forth the whole time?" "yes, yes you were". He couldn't piss for 3 days and had to go to hospital and get a catheda. Yes, a catheda is there they force a pipe up your pee hole so the muscles can't stop you from peeing.

OUCH!

Both bad bad bad.
 
Most people who embark on the drugs path eventually end up on a bender of some sorts. It's human nature. So there's no point denying that drug binges happen.

So to expand on what Mac suggested, to make this thread more harm-reduction focused maybe the questions that should be answered are as follows:

1) What's the biggest drug binge you've had and how long did it last?
2) What were your reasons for doing it (ie: was it planned or did you just keep on taking stuff spur of the moment? Were you doing it to escape reality and any problems you had? Were you just curious to see what would happen? Were you seeing how far you could push yourself? Was it a cry for help? Stuff like that.
3) Did you regret it afterwards?
4) Did you learn anything (positive or negative) from the experience?
5) Would you do it again?

Don't try and prove how hardcore you were - nobody cares and that's just as lame as the footy yobbos who brag about how pissed they were and how many fights they've been in. When telling your binge story try and tell us what your mindset was at the time, and what you got from the experience.

I dunno - this thread still might not work, but it's worth a go I guess... :)
 
A laudible attempt at reviving a dying thread, I'll try to participate :)

1) It was probably a three day weekend back in '98. I had a lot of money, was young and home alone and feeling very irresponsible. I don't remember all the details for obvious reasons.

Beforehand I stocked up, and including that I bought over the course of those three days, I bought: an ounce of pretty good hash, two cases of beer, four grams of coke, just under ten grams of speed, (although it was being eyeballed in a pretty wacky fashion close to the end because people were too messed up), seven hits of acid, some tokes of weed here and there, and a bunch of assorted benzos.

At the end of the third day it was all pretty much gone, I shared a bowl and a beer here and there, but mostly I took the stuff because everyone else had gear too. Quite a lot of people dipped into the speed, however, hence the need for such quantities.

2) It was definitely a self-destructive experience. I was really depressed and had an opportunity to taste oblivion, and I did it.

3) I can't truthfully say I'm sorry it happened, because I already know the outcome and I lived, but I wouldn't do it again. However, there's something to be said for the self-examination you go through the day after spending five hours with your pants around your ankles on acid and various other drugs mumbling incoherently to a room full of people about the strange things you saw in the bathroom. Not exactly my greatest hour, and I wouldn't want to repeat it.

4) It was pleasant at times, terrible at others (most notably the comedown). I learned an important lesson about moderation, and I learned afterwards that I had a greater will to live than I thought.

5) Like I said, I wouldn't do something quite that stupid again. I plan to use large amounts of mind altering substances in the future, but over-doing the dosage like that is not only too risky for me these days, but not really as fun as 'normal' and informed usage.

--- G.
 
OK, now I'm up for it:

1) Not necessarily the biggest, but one of the most memorable excesses I've embarked upon: continual redosing dextromethorphan (DXM) for about 72 hours, no sleep, then a fairly decent smoke of choof at the end, when I was mentally and physically exhausted and entirely unprepared for the psychedelic onslaught of raw THC power.

2) The reason was simply that this was an excess I'd never gone to before, I was in the throes of a serious DXM honeymoon that took months to work itself out of my system. Loved the stuff, wanted to take it all the time. The group of people I had the experience with were all pretty much in the same situation, and we had a long weekend to play with.

3) Didn't really regret the bender much afterward, though the mental train wreck at the end taught me a lot. I will probably never use that much DXM in a session again. I can't say I remember an appreciable comedown afterward, but it must've been pretty nasty, given the way I feel the day after a decent dose of it these days, particularly if I get dehydrated.

4) I learnt what a full blown anxiety attack feels like. It was absolutely awful, I ended up taking two diazepam in the finish, just to shut my brain down. Positive outcome, since then I have learnt to recognise the early signs of paranoid anxiety before they become paralysing, and can take steps to avert my concentration on them. This experience also taught me to never underestimate the ability of THC to take you to town when you're not mentally ready for it.

5) I did use DXM subsequently, not long after, but in significantly less quantity. Between then and now, since the 'honeymoon' ended, DXM seems like such an effort - it drains me so much these days. I still use it periodically, because I still love the feelings it produces; usually only first plateau effects are my aim though now.

BigTrancer :)
 
Alright here goes:

I had decided that i was going to go to an event and as such began to stock up. And in true fear and loathing style once you begin a srug collection the tendancy is to push it as far as it can go. My problem was that i gathered the neccessary ingredients way too early and as such a month long drug binge ensure colminating with the event where it ended up being 4.5 tabs and 3.5 pills although in this month the total score came to much more with the neccessary sprinklings of synergisers.

Basically i was partying and then i noticed how fucking normal i was feeling when i should have been completely fucked, so i took more and felt even more straight- i managed to completely fuck myself normal- the battle was over, i just gave up an went to sleep and ended up missing some fuckin sick DJs :(. Then when i returned home the horror started, the month vacation from reality had taken its toll- i was zombified for 5-6 days, basic human functioning eating, sleeping, shitting- nothing else, gradually the power of speech returned. I thought that i good buy a higher level of enlightenment with more, but instead i had exhusted the magic that psychedelics bring to my soul. For me the best bit of a trip is the day afterward, when you go about your business knowing that last night you possessed knowledge that no one can know and how it relates to your life in the future. If your looking to find something in a drug, you wont find what your looking for in binge- all it teaches you is your limits and the carnage that exploring these can bring!
 
Nice - maybe this thread will work afterall! :)

Guess I should add mine then since the revival is going well...

My binge was a 3 day meth bender - smoking it during the day and snorting it during the night. Basically there were a lot of parties that weekend (starting thursday) and I wanted to attend them all. My reasons for this bender was basically naivity - I'd done a fair bit of meth before and I thought I could handle it. I was also doing it with a few other people, and we basically encouraged each other to continue.

Now it doesn't take a genius to realise that what goes up must come down. About 8:00am on sunday morning, 4 hours after my last line, my body gave up. The only energy that I had was enough to get me to the car (passenger seat of course) and then in the front door and into bed. I then slept for 9 or 10 hours. When I woke up, I felt sick right through to my bones. I started hyperventilating, and had to run to the toilet because I thought I was going to throw up. I broke out in a cold sweat, and my skin prickled all over. I seriously thought I was in danger of passing out (or worse). But after 5 minutes this passed, and I started feeling better. I went back to bed, and slept until monday morning.

For the next five (yes, five) days, I couldn't function properly. Everything was slightly wrong. Thankfully it eventually passed, but it's something I never want to go through again (and know that I won't).

In a way I regret it, but in another way I don't. What I learnt from it was that despite being fairly experienced at the time, and despite knowing a lot about drugs, the minute you lose respect for them they'll get the better of you. And I also learnt that on three day benders, you still have to eat. In fact I think a large reason why my body went into shock was partly due to a total lack of food.

So that's my story. :)
 
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