Actually it was more like a bad half of a trip. The rest was really great,sept i had of course the agitating body high,when all i wanted to do was sit and watch things and think,is that what is suppose to happen? Well,the bad trip was during the begginig. I had just taken one green dc,2c-b based and my friends each had half of one. But they both had done it before,and i had done it on a WAY lower dose,i had pink dc's 2c-b based but they were more like rolling,i had hardly any visuals and only some indesicive thinking. So anyways,i took one and they each took half,but they had already been rolling all day,real mdma. At first everything was great,we sat inside a closed down carousel and walked around in balboa. I had been down there all day and we were suppose to stay in my dad's work until he drove me and my amazing other half A home. So we get inside the bar he works at. everything is going absolutely fine. Laughing walking around,trippy shit everywhere. but THEN,i went into the bathroom and i had a nauseated feeling in my stomach,so i went to the stall and barfed..(before i took my pill i had eaten an entire plate of nasty gross greasy fries). But at the time,it didn't occure to me i was having a "psychedelic" trip! I had thought the pills were gonna be more like mdma like the mast 2c-b's i got. So i was under the impression i was rolling,not tripping in that sense. So anyways,after i through up,i tried to feel better but i kept feeling like shit,i got overheated and i felt cold and the entire time i was thinking "wow,maybe the pill was to high of a dosage for my body." even though i have taken hire doages of E before,but thats the only solution i could think of,mind you i had no clue that i was tripping like that. everyone else was fine and i felt really awkward saying i felt bad and asking my loveeeely sister/other half/best friend in the whole world to come to the bathroom with me. So i sat there feeling like my brain was slowly dying. And then finally i was like "Wow,i feel like shit. It's like a permenent come down or something" and then i felt like i was about to pass out so i laid on the cushion chair things at the table and my fucking dad came over and i was like "fuck,A i feel like shit. Can you tell my dad please." and at this time,i seriously couldn't even remember what went wrong.like i couldn't even recall taking a pill or anything. So long story short,i made a complete FOOOOOL! out of myself and made a ridculous scene in front of my dad my 3 friends and like 1 or 2 people i didn't know. I wanted to go to the hospital cause i honestly truely felt like i was gonna die! so my dad,A,and i got in the car after my dad talked to one of those people i had never met,and the guy convinced him it was fine and i was just having a bad trip. and that i wasn't gonna die or anything. So when my dad got in the car,i got really mad. i was like "DUDE,come on?! i'm gonna die seriously. if i die i'm gonna kill both of you,so you'll be dead with me"....yeah okay,at that point i started realizing that i was just tripping,but i still didn't understand why the pill had done that,i had never done psychedelics,even though i've wanted to for SOOOOOOOOO long. So my dad bought me water and bubblegum and we drove home and my dad and A just talked me down and i came to realize that it was just my head being fucked up,cause i had puked up the fries becuase your not suppose to take 2c-b on a full tummy. So,now that,that was all over and my mind was back to...well not happy? but really just perfect,entranced, a bit and euphoric and dreamy and a bit demented. And i got to my house and was just soo entranced with everything. but then,there was the BIG elephant that was sitting in the room.....I JUST MADE A FOOOL OUT OF MYSELF IN FRONT OF SO MANY PEOPLE,LIKE 7 PEOPLE!!!! I made such a ridiculous scene,like a stupid little girl ): and it was so dramatic and stupid. My friends said that i shouldn't be embaresssed and that they were just worried about me,and that they were sorry blah blah blah. But come on dude! why am i such an idiot?! such an embaressing idiot? Like....A said that i shouldn't take psychedelics if that is how i'm gonna get (she ment it in a nice way,like a caring way. Not a mean way,shes almost 2 years older then me so her mental stability is probably a lot better then mine) but honestly,i truely don't think thats true! thats not how i am? Or am i just deluting myself so i think i can trip more.....Cause honestly that situation was so uncomfrable for me,my dad...my dads work..a loud crowded bar? and a full stomach...isn't it all about atmosphere for some people. I mean when i was outside in balboa,and then at my house i was amazing!!! seriously,i had it under control. and then thats whole ridiculous thing had to happen ): and i'm sooo ashamed. SOOOOOOO embaresssed. but it's really not like i'm a unstable minded person.....so i thought i was going to die for like a half hour? that isn't that bad....it's more the scene i made ): that i'm ebaressed about. I'm a really shy person and really insecure at times,so any type of scene like that will litterally haunt me. And i feel so bad for my friends ): None of them got in trouble,my dad is reallllllly chill. Like seriously amazing,he just let me ride out my bad trip,bought me water, took me home and didn't tell my mom! and even in a time of panic,for me i mean,i managed to make sure i made it seem like A,J,and A didn't take any of them,and that i had gotten them from someone else. I mean,personally i don't think i'm a bad canidate for the psychedelic experiences,i have a pretty stable head on my shoulders when it comes to my surrondings and my soul. I just have a few human problems that lots of people have. but i am really embaressed about that stupid peice of shit scene i made,like so fucking over dramatic. But seriously! it wasn't on purpose,it seriously wasn't. and i got over it really fast. If i had asked A,to come to the bathroom with me and had told her how i felt,she could have convinced me i was tripping out and that it was in my head,and i would have pulled it together. Cause i would i have realized that it was just rolling it was a trip. But i was too embaressed to ask her to come with me,even though no one would have cared,all my friends there were the sweetest people the most understanding people. but my own stupid mind tripped out,so in return i made a huge fucking scene that was soooo unnessicay it's not even funny. That whole thing could have been avoided. Seriously. ): I feel like a stupid little girl,and i feel like i embaressed myself like a stupid little over dramatic brat ): but,in another perspective,i don't think that is an example i should go by for how it's gonna be,taking more 2c-b,or dropping,or shrooming,or pesciline. I feel like i have a strong mind and soul,seriously! and i don't usually say things like that about myself,but i really do think it's true. So,after this HUGE long story,my questions are... 1.Should i still really be this embaressed over last night? or is it not as big a deal as i think? 2. Should i not do anymore psychelics? is my friend right about me or should i trust my own feelings about it? 3. Should i hide away in russia? or underneath my covers for the rest of eternity? haha jk thank you for reading this huge long rant,and please help me. Thank you <3333 I know i probably spelled a lot of things wrong,and it's all probably really hard to read becuase it's basically typed how i talk,like a stupid little girl. <3
Well,i'm not certain. But my friends are very trustworthy people,and they know what they're talking about and doing.
Well beings that your a 14 year old girl, I wouldnt be doing too much of e or rc's. Your brain is still developing and changing. Wait a few years, enjoy smoking weed, and drinking for right now. Oh and make sure you dont do too much pesciline!!! lol that made me laugh
OMG, where does that put me? I've taken (in one day) 300mg of E and 50mg of 2cb, no problems. It sucks to be so tolerant of stuff!
This reply is for SageSoleil. Yes, definitely be careful about taking psychedelics again. Every time you trip, it can be like rolling the dice. I have tripped with certain friends many, many times, and in the case of at least one friend, all of a sudden for no apparent reason he was in the street naked thinking he was God, dead, gay and he wanted to know why he couldn't walk through walls. He was running at full speed into them seriously hurting himself so my other friends and I had to call 911 for him, because he was a danger to himself and others. Just be careful. If you must do them again, please do low doses first. Don't be like my friend and wake up in a hospital room not knowing how you got there with the nurses and doctors asking you if you think you're still God!
