MrFister
Bluelighter
Hey all, last night I had a really dark experience with 2c-e and mxe. From 4-6 pm I dosed 15 mg sublingual mxe, and I laid down to enjoy some music at around 620. I gave up on holing around 7pm, and decided to weigh out 8 mg of 2c-e and blow it (god knows why I decided 2c-e would spice up my drug night). I'm moderately experienced with psychedelics, a veteran of maybe 7 years, and I'd personally used this combo before for very, very intense, yet enjoyable experiences. I laid down immediately after blowing the 2c-e and changed the album to Nothing Lasts by shpongle, and grabbed my very comforting stuffed sheep in case of slightly "frightening" moments. I noticed my palms were far more sweaty than usual. About two minutes in shit starts to go very wrong. Music rang out and sounded just so so wrong, it was far too intense and grating to listen to, and it felt like I couldn't breathe. I ripped the earphones out of my ear, sat bolt right up in bed (still clutching my stuffed animal to my chest), and this is where the trip takes the darkest turn i've ever experienced in my life.
Ambient noises in my house magnified in my head, and soon panic took over my body. I started hallucinating sirens, and fire burst from the walls. My eyes darted across the room back and forth while time slowed to non-existence. I saw my room with a crimson tinge which incited a sort of rage in me, right when time skipped a few seconds to me standing in the center of my room not knowing who, where, or what I was. My thoughts, visuals, senses, reality was trapped in recursion and it took everything I had to even bring out a new thought from my own consciousness. I barely existed anymore, and I thought I had been possessed by a malevolent spirit. My first thought I could muster was that I had just triggered one of a: dissociative fugue, bad trip, psychotic break, or a mixture of two, or all. The next thought I had was to stagger right the fuck to my drug bin and take a benzo. It took my fifteen seconds to realize i'd have to move my body over to the kitchen. I barely had enough control over myself as I shuffled bent haggard the 20 feet there. 1 mg etizolam down the hatch, which didn't help for close to 45 minutes. But I managed to calm myself down a bit more, albeit while still hyperventilating and doing my best to stay calm. I eventually settled down with some calming music, and had a very spiritually empowering night with non-intense music.
But still, I have never experienced anything like feeling possessed. Needless to say I'm staying away from psychedelics for a while.
Overall trip 7/10. Worst fucking fright experience was a 2/10. I'm sure someone else would have liked it
Ambient noises in my house magnified in my head, and soon panic took over my body. I started hallucinating sirens, and fire burst from the walls. My eyes darted across the room back and forth while time slowed to non-existence. I saw my room with a crimson tinge which incited a sort of rage in me, right when time skipped a few seconds to me standing in the center of my room not knowing who, where, or what I was. My thoughts, visuals, senses, reality was trapped in recursion and it took everything I had to even bring out a new thought from my own consciousness. I barely existed anymore, and I thought I had been possessed by a malevolent spirit. My first thought I could muster was that I had just triggered one of a: dissociative fugue, bad trip, psychotic break, or a mixture of two, or all. The next thought I had was to stagger right the fuck to my drug bin and take a benzo. It took my fifteen seconds to realize i'd have to move my body over to the kitchen. I barely had enough control over myself as I shuffled bent haggard the 20 feet there. 1 mg etizolam down the hatch, which didn't help for close to 45 minutes. But I managed to calm myself down a bit more, albeit while still hyperventilating and doing my best to stay calm. I eventually settled down with some calming music, and had a very spiritually empowering night with non-intense music.
But still, I have never experienced anything like feeling possessed. Needless to say I'm staying away from psychedelics for a while.
Overall trip 7/10. Worst fucking fright experience was a 2/10. I'm sure someone else would have liked it

Man, sounds awful! Sometimes a trip really does feel nerve-grating or like sensory overload and it can be a subtle mix of elements causing it that we may never really get a grip on.