Ryobi
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- Joined
- Mar 12, 2014
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Hey fellow Bluelighters
Finally I decided to join this forum. I have been reading a lot here for the past few years.
If you don't like reading long stories just scroll down to THE POINT
I would like to warn users as myself for not letting your guard down at any time.
I am a 27 year old guy, eat very healthy, live an active lifestyle and go to the gym for the past 5 years.
My experience with drugs started almost 10 years ago. From that time I have consumed pills (95% tested) maybe from 1 up to 3 times a year.
I have had at least three pauses lasting for almost 24 months. So that means that I don't do a lot of drugs and not very often.
A rarely smoke weed (almost never), have done cocaine so many times, that I can count them on one arms fingers. Never tried anything else.
Each time I prepare my pills very carefully (dosage, source, in advance etc etc)
So I consider myself as an experienced user who uses his head when I want to get to that special place. I am sure that there are others like me, who are reading this forum and like myself, would never imagine themselves in any bad situation, before it happens.
Last thing you should know for pre-story is that since the beginning I have a high tolerance, but I put it to my good physical health and healthy lifestyle.
Last time consumed pills was in July 2013.
So one and a half weeks ago on Saturday I went to a massive indoor party with 40 000 tickets sold with one top DJ headlining the event. As usual, I prepared my stuff already at home. I figured that 5 pills (100-120 mg each) would be a good amount to bring along. I made 3 little bags with spreading of 1.5, 1.5 and two pills (makes it easier to consume while inside). Because back at home I cut two pills in two halves, I got two nice halves and two crumbled halves. Those crumbled halves I put i a bag with one whole pill. So I think the spread in the bags was something like 1.6 , 1.6 and 1.8 pills. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I did not consume the "bigger" bag first. But that does not make much difference.
I got in at 18:00 and consumed the first 1.5 pills in T+0:30. Second 1.5 in T+1:40 and the last bag maybe at T+3:00. The high was great, I felt great. Did not feel that I "overdid" at all. Was drinking water as much as I needed. Everything was just f i n e. Before going to bed I drank ate two oranges and almost a liter of fresh orange juice to make the next day better.
Had a good 8-9 hour sleep and felt fine the next day. Little spaced out, but did my usual stuff, even some work, cooked dinner and ate it - so in general OK.
Then came Monday. At 12:00 ish o'clock at work I started to feel weird. Like something was bothering me, like wanted to puke, but when tried, nothing came out. I have never felt like this before. Next day was the same, maybe 10% less. I had lower body temperature than I usually have. Third day the feeling was still there and I noticed something that scared me - I could not feel happy. Nothing was going for me, I had to force myself and my mind, that everything is fine. That was scary for me because I am a very good friend with my self in my own mind, but now somehow I could not convince myself that everything is fine. I did not know, what was going on. I did not want to believe that this could be caused by pills I have taken, because I have done them before and the amount was OK for me.
Fourth-Fifth-Sixth day's were the worst mentally and that was more frustrating for me. I would rather have physical pane or puke everywhere than have this negative feeling in my mind. I was very sensitive to mood changes, I had to force myself to be in a better mood. I also noticed that my mind was not thinking that fast or sometimes I would do or say something that I would not do or say. My body temperature was sometimes little bit higher than usual but I could not feel it. Also I noticed that the feeling was with me from the second I opened my eyes in the morning until going to sleep in the evening. Only thing that kept me from the lowest point was my girlfriend and family (last ones did not know I took pills, of course). Lowest point was on Saturday (so one week from taking pills), when I was thinking that I could have a serious disease and could be dying (OK, I had a couple of drink at that point, but still.. I would never think that before). What made if even more strange for me is that at that period of time I had many things happening for me, that should make me happy as I can be (we made arrangements for our wedding in June, bought wedding rings, celebrated 8 of march with family, went to a great party with my best friends - just to name a few).
I fully recovered only yesterday, so that is 9 days after taking pills. And my usual feeling came back to me very suddenly, like a come down from pills .. ? I am so relieved, my mind is strait again, I even smile when I think about things that were in my head for the past week. I would never think or feel that way.
Sorry for taking so much of your time, who have been reading the whole story (although I could make it even more detailed, but that would be a time killer).
My POINT is: even a balanced, experienced and smart consumer can get in trouble. Don't let your guard down even if you consume rarely and only the best substance. Even if you are healthy, think strait and so on ... it CAN happen to you as well. I have learned a lesson. Less is more.
I hope it helps other people like me, who can be in a situation when the fact that they are so healthy and think things throe, that it could lead to letting your guard down and experience this horrible come down. Stay safe, don't do too much.
I love ecstasy and respect the drug, I find it a wonderful experience - when you do it RIGHT. Among other nasty things that went throe my head was the idea, that I will never do it again. I hope I will be able to do it in the future but for now I will rest at least until July.
PS: English is not my mother language, so sorry if something is written in a wrong way.
Finally I decided to join this forum. I have been reading a lot here for the past few years.
If you don't like reading long stories just scroll down to THE POINT
I would like to warn users as myself for not letting your guard down at any time.
I am a 27 year old guy, eat very healthy, live an active lifestyle and go to the gym for the past 5 years.
My experience with drugs started almost 10 years ago. From that time I have consumed pills (95% tested) maybe from 1 up to 3 times a year.
I have had at least three pauses lasting for almost 24 months. So that means that I don't do a lot of drugs and not very often.
A rarely smoke weed (almost never), have done cocaine so many times, that I can count them on one arms fingers. Never tried anything else.
Each time I prepare my pills very carefully (dosage, source, in advance etc etc)
So I consider myself as an experienced user who uses his head when I want to get to that special place. I am sure that there are others like me, who are reading this forum and like myself, would never imagine themselves in any bad situation, before it happens.
Last thing you should know for pre-story is that since the beginning I have a high tolerance, but I put it to my good physical health and healthy lifestyle.
Last time consumed pills was in July 2013.
So one and a half weeks ago on Saturday I went to a massive indoor party with 40 000 tickets sold with one top DJ headlining the event. As usual, I prepared my stuff already at home. I figured that 5 pills (100-120 mg each) would be a good amount to bring along. I made 3 little bags with spreading of 1.5, 1.5 and two pills (makes it easier to consume while inside). Because back at home I cut two pills in two halves, I got two nice halves and two crumbled halves. Those crumbled halves I put i a bag with one whole pill. So I think the spread in the bags was something like 1.6 , 1.6 and 1.8 pills. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I did not consume the "bigger" bag first. But that does not make much difference.
I got in at 18:00 and consumed the first 1.5 pills in T+0:30. Second 1.5 in T+1:40 and the last bag maybe at T+3:00. The high was great, I felt great. Did not feel that I "overdid" at all. Was drinking water as much as I needed. Everything was just f i n e. Before going to bed I drank ate two oranges and almost a liter of fresh orange juice to make the next day better.
Had a good 8-9 hour sleep and felt fine the next day. Little spaced out, but did my usual stuff, even some work, cooked dinner and ate it - so in general OK.
Then came Monday. At 12:00 ish o'clock at work I started to feel weird. Like something was bothering me, like wanted to puke, but when tried, nothing came out. I have never felt like this before. Next day was the same, maybe 10% less. I had lower body temperature than I usually have. Third day the feeling was still there and I noticed something that scared me - I could not feel happy. Nothing was going for me, I had to force myself and my mind, that everything is fine. That was scary for me because I am a very good friend with my self in my own mind, but now somehow I could not convince myself that everything is fine. I did not know, what was going on. I did not want to believe that this could be caused by pills I have taken, because I have done them before and the amount was OK for me.
Fourth-Fifth-Sixth day's were the worst mentally and that was more frustrating for me. I would rather have physical pane or puke everywhere than have this negative feeling in my mind. I was very sensitive to mood changes, I had to force myself to be in a better mood. I also noticed that my mind was not thinking that fast or sometimes I would do or say something that I would not do or say. My body temperature was sometimes little bit higher than usual but I could not feel it. Also I noticed that the feeling was with me from the second I opened my eyes in the morning until going to sleep in the evening. Only thing that kept me from the lowest point was my girlfriend and family (last ones did not know I took pills, of course). Lowest point was on Saturday (so one week from taking pills), when I was thinking that I could have a serious disease and could be dying (OK, I had a couple of drink at that point, but still.. I would never think that before). What made if even more strange for me is that at that period of time I had many things happening for me, that should make me happy as I can be (we made arrangements for our wedding in June, bought wedding rings, celebrated 8 of march with family, went to a great party with my best friends - just to name a few).
I fully recovered only yesterday, so that is 9 days after taking pills. And my usual feeling came back to me very suddenly, like a come down from pills .. ? I am so relieved, my mind is strait again, I even smile when I think about things that were in my head for the past week. I would never think or feel that way.
Sorry for taking so much of your time, who have been reading the whole story (although I could make it even more detailed, but that would be a time killer).
My POINT is: even a balanced, experienced and smart consumer can get in trouble. Don't let your guard down even if you consume rarely and only the best substance. Even if you are healthy, think strait and so on ... it CAN happen to you as well. I have learned a lesson. Less is more.
I hope it helps other people like me, who can be in a situation when the fact that they are so healthy and think things throe, that it could lead to letting your guard down and experience this horrible come down. Stay safe, don't do too much.
I love ecstasy and respect the drug, I find it a wonderful experience - when you do it RIGHT. Among other nasty things that went throe my head was the idea, that I will never do it again. I hope I will be able to do it in the future but for now I will rest at least until July.
PS: English is not my mother language, so sorry if something is written in a wrong way.
