You'll find that 1 minute they are okay, the next they panic
"when someone is in a bad trip and the benzo is kicking in their thoughts become a bit schizo. You'll find that 1 minute they are okay, the next they panic, etc, etc, slowly the time that they are okay becomes longer until eventually they stop panicking."
WOOOW...that happened to me 2 times...it was exactly like you said.
the first time it was in my birthday party, i was with 2 friends and my girlfriend, and i was the only one tripping on acid, my girl and the other 2 friends toke a bit of mdma, and one of my friend was smoking heroin, by that time i was starting to get addicted to heroin, and in that night i didnt use it, only my friend...i didnt want to use it because my girlfriend was present, and she knew, but i cant do it in front of her, she feels so sad...anyway i eat one and half tab, had a mild trip, the patterns in walls and in the ground, my house is made in hood, so i see the hood melting, tracers everywhere i looked, trees breathing and moving, dancing, etc...it was night...and i dont know how BAM like this i was feeling bad, like i was dying, very paranoid thoughts i freaked out, they asked me what was happening and i say to them i was in a bad trip...that i had scared by the trees...lol
And i thought.."its now, in my birthday party...i gonna loose my mind" so i take maybe 1.5 of xanax and that what happened...1 min ok, then panic...this last for about half an hour i think, and the second its the same thing, i was in a very good trip maybe with 2 tabs it was very nice, good visuals, and then i dont know why the ideia of smoking a weed joint arises in my head, great mistake, i smoked it alone, my friend was sleeping in my house drunk, and i was walking alone and smoking the joint..listening to good music...and then bam again, same history, in that time i dont know how much i took but it was the worst thing i ever done, i didnt wake up my friend to help me, and i started to take xanax like a fool, thinking"oh this never ends, maybe if i take one more it will end.."i dont know how much i take, but, i remember trying to walk, to my bed, but i was so fucked up, i cannot stand up, i was crawling up to the stairs to my room, then i went to bed and see a giant blue octapus coming at me and i "run" away from my bedroom, and i went to the room where my drunk friend was sleeping...obviously with time i calmed down and went to sleep....
in the other day, i start thinking...that bad trip happened because of heroin...im not ok. these trips showed me the darkest things inside my, everything emerged...and i just couldnt manage that.
Know im fighting with heroin addiction...clean for a month

sorry for the trip report...sorry for any bad english (im portuguese) peace to you
