4th plat Dxm trip, worst experience of my life

i havent been on here in a while, but after last night i just felt like this would be a good story to share. im not sure what plateau i hit, but probably the 4th because it was nuts.

so i started off by going to walmart to buy an xbox and cod black ops, when i decided why not get dexxed up and play xbox while im tripping :2thumbsup: what a bad idea.. anyways, i decided 2 3oz bottles would be good since i normally do 1 and the past few times i felt like i wanted a deeper trip. plus, this was 2 bottles of delsym which you get a less strong trip over a longer period of time so i figured id be fine boy was i wrong. keep in mind i weigh about 140 lbs. so i killed one bottle and about 20 minutes after that i got impatient and killed the 2nd one (i originally planned to redose when my trip felt weak). so i got through about 10 levels of nazi zombies, i was already tripping hard, when it hit me. it was like i was in a trance is the best way i can explain it. after that i somehow ended up in my bathroom. all i remember was i grabbed a rag and had to keep wetting my head for some reason. and i started getting paranoid that i was getting dehydrated and i remember how people said make sure to drink water before you trip. so i started drinking and drinking and drinking. but i barely could stand or sit or do anything but sit in my knees like muslim style with my forehead on the floor. and if id roll my head forward id get so dizzy. i couldnt see anything. i had to focus on a spot on the carpet to stay conscious. i was drifting in and out of consciensousness all the time. and im so happy nobody walked into the bathroom because i dont know how i would have reacted, i was constantly scared or paranoid or just thinking about stuff so much that it made me insane for the time being. when id regain myself id feel normal except i knew i was under the drug. that was the difference. when i could tell myself it was just the drug it calmed me down but at other times id be looking at myself like who am i, and where am i. my own house freaked me out at times because i was like omg whose fucking house is this. i threw up about an hour or 2 after dosing. after that, thats when i was stuck it felt like because i was deffinitely peaking after i threw up and i can not tell you how happy i was to throw up and get it out of me because i did not expect or want tto trip this hard that night, and ive never tripped this hard before. anyways, after i felt good enough to walk a few steps, i managed my way back into my room, where i wrapped myself in covers but i could never keep my head under them because the dark would make me lose consiousness and lose myself. sometimes i would regain myself and look at my body and not recognize myself. id try not to zone out or think about things because then id get lost in my imagination, like on inception is the best way i can explain it. i was just lost. i thought i was going to die, and that really freaked me the fuck out. but i took just dxm because thats all thats in delsym so i had to keep trying to tell myself youll be fine all you took was dxm not enough to od or die. but then i started convincing myself i grabbed the wrong bottle and i need to call an ambulance and if i dont drink more water im gonna dehydrate and die. i had to keep knocking on the wall to tell my sister to re wet the rag or fill my water up. and i dreaded her coming in because she scared the shit out of me just by me seeing another human or living thing it freaked me out. and i couldnt go get it myself because i couldnt walk, or see. my vision was just a blur, like i could look at something but my eyes would veer off out of my control. i dont even know where i was mentally but it wasnt here, i was like in a place of nothing. like on tv shows where they go to just a white room with nothingness, thats where i was. it was scary. i wasnt prepared for it. and it was probably the worst night of my life. at times i was convinced id be stuck like that forever, never able to recover. i had to keep watching the clock trying to tell myself youll come down soon.. but then when id lose myself id start thinking no youre never coming down youll always be stuck here. or id think that its delsym and im gonna be in this state for 12 hours which the only reason i stayed conscious was because of mental toughness, and i knew if id stay like that for 12 hours id get mentally fatigued and maybe lose my mind because id have to be forced to let go of myself. i was on the edge of insanity. if anyone would have scared me or bothered me i may have went literally nuts and killed somebody or jumped out a window or something crazy liek that because thats how messed up my mind was, just so fragile. its like youre in a state where all your mental walls are let down so any influence really influences you. at times i thought i was dreaming, like im not really tripping this is all just a dream. thats when things couldve got dangerous, because sometimess i thought why not do something crazy to see if its a dream or not, like stab myself or jump off my house. i also had to really dig deep, you have to confront yourself and figure out who you reallly are and if you dont, youll let go of yourself, and youll be lost forever, atleast thats how it felt, because i knew if i let go of my mind, id probably never be the same. after this, my dxm days are over. this was it. i now realize why people say its not safe and its not worth it. maybe this will help someone else out or be an entertaining story. thank you.

 

Im going to be honest at first glance i was about to immediately exit once i saw your story was one giant paragraph. At least split it up a little bit and make it a little easier on the eyes. Just a word of advice, i am not trying to be some internet grammar freak.

On another note. Damn dude, I have never wanted to try dxm. Even though everybody tried it when i was in highschool...I just never was interested. But now that i am on probation and have been reading some interest tripping stories i was getting interested.
Then i read your story and i am rethinking how much "fun" it would really be lol.

Do you think that it's really all that dangerous when you take with cation instead of being careless about the dosing. It sounds to me that you just have not allowed yourself the opportunity to find your sweet spot. One time 1 bottle was not enough, Then 2 was too many. I am sure you could find a happy medium in between. But i know how it feels after a bad trip. You never even want to hear or see the substance again. Let alone experiment with it. Best of luck to you.

 

you took an incredibly stupid drug, during the hottest days of the season..:elf:

 

It can be relatively safe it you take low doses and make sure youre in the right mind to do it. and i didnt only do 1 bottle once, ive tripped probably around 10 times every time taking a bottle, if i did any more than that it was redosing on a comedown. if you take just 1 bottle its fun, just turn the lights off throw some trippy music on and its amazing. my medium is probably about 1 1/4 to 1 1/2, any more and its just a whole other experience.


In high doses its very dangerous. its not like weed where you can control yourself. you have little to no control over your body at high doses and your mind is telling you the craziest things.

for example: i just realized most of the skin on my forehead is gone from that rag, apparently i was rubbing it so hard into my forehead that i drew blood because i just seen i have drops of blood on my foot and my head is all scabbed up. and i didnt even know it until now so who knows what else i may have done..

 

i agree, very stupid of me. i now realize why all the experienced guys said make sure you ahve a trip sitter.. glad i had my sister in the other room so i atleast had someone sort of watching me. i was so paranoid that i told her to check up on me every 5 minutes, if i didnt have anyone there to bring me back to reality it wouldve made it even worse

 

I know Pgh sucks, but you dont have to kill yourself to get away from it.. Though sometimes I wonder myself .. Getting high can get expensive.. you can buy and xbox then you can buy a cabbage patch hit..
http://www.mycopath.com/sterilized-rye-fungi-bag™-1lb-p-17.html?zenid=7utpeltovk1kvprm65t7m4eqs4
one grain bag
Price $9.24

http://www.lilshopofspores.com/cgi/display.cgi?item_num=3105
P. cubensis A-Strain

Price: $17.95

= $27.19 :Cost of getting high without the risk of dying of an overdose.. Priceless..

 

no.. honestly i think this near death experience, even though it feels more like i died and came back, has led me to a different path of life. soberism. although i hate the word sober. more like im just done with drugs and probably alcohol.

also.. idk if its normal but i think i had like a mini seizure when i was tripping because i just remember twitching like crazy and that would explain the rag going crazy on my forehead. idk.

either way, this changed my life. im going to be happy for life, and from life, rather that looking for happiness and the answers in a bottle of delsym.

 

This is why I prefer lower doses. For the time that the DXM : DXO ratio is good, it's got all the cognitive effects of any higher plateau trip I've experienced without all the confusion and other shit. Congrats on the new outlook on life. I felt quite similar after one bad 3rd or 4th plateau trip, although I haven't exactly given up DXM (alcohol is another story. I don't really binge drink anymore. I consider it pointless since it doesn't change my thinking.) It is definitely possible to gain a whole new mindset after a DXM experience and to keep it.

 

I agree that 1dt or 2nd plat is best.and another trip
Could change my mindset. But im still dealing with this. Sometimes I xone out and thonk im still dreaming. Its scary as fuck and even you ppl could be a figment of my imagomation. I think I have brain damage because you see how im thinking and idk if I should go see a dr or what. Sorry about bad typing did this on laggy phone