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“Leaving this world is not as scary as it sounds.”
- Mar 3, 2019
- 248
I took 1500 mg of dextromethorphan (DXM) around 8:00 pm on Monday night. I had a couple reasons for doing this.
First, I don't have access to better drugs like psilocybin, LSD, or DMT. Second, I had recently read an article that described DXM as a potential treatment for depression. I don't have normal depression, but rather manic depression (bipolar II, if you will). I want to ctb and figure I might as well go balls to the wall and exhaust some of my other options before doing it. I was kind of hoping for some sort of introspective, psychedelic experience that would help bring me out of my depressive phase: that didn't happen. Lastly, as I near my death, I have become more interested in spirituality and the possibility of the afterlife. I consider myself an agnostic atheist, so while I don't actively believe in God or the afterlife, I like to keep an open mind. I have heard anecdotal reports of DXM causing out-of-body experiences at high doses, so I was curious to see if I would have such an experience.
My experience was not exactly the positive or introspective experience for which I was hoping. I took my dose around 8:00 pm on Monday. I watched YouTube and listened to music for about an hour or so. I began to realize that my music was sounding a lot better than usual. I didn't notice any hallucinations of any kind, but was still enjoying my music. I decided to head outside. I got up to walk outisde and felt a big disoriented and nauseous. I went back inside and promptly puked my guts out in the sink. Despite struggling with my motor function, I managed somehow managed to clean up the vomit. I decided I would gargle some salt water and chew some gum in order to clean out my mouth (not advisable to brush right after puking). I had the hardest time getting the gum out my wrapper and into my mouth.
By this time (don't know exactly when; I kind of lost track), my body felt like I was under some sort of anesthesthetic. My body seemed to move in robotic motions. I went to turn on my phone to listen to some music. After struggling for a bit, I was able to unlock it. I listened to various songs (mostly metal and electronica) for the remainder of my experience. I felt much more in tune with the music than I did normally, as if I had an enhanced sense of rhythm. In this headspace, I was absolutely enthralled by Meshugga's "Bleed." I went to the bathroom a couple more times, but didn't puke again, though I struggled to get up and walk when I did. At sometime around 4:00 am the next day, I decided to go to sleep.
When I woke up, there were pieces of gum all over my bedroom floor. I went to check the sink to see If I had actually puked, but it was pristinely clean. I guess I managed to somehow clean up despite being impaired. I checked the scale and weighed 161 lbs when I had weighed 170 lbs the morning before. I concluded that I must have been dehydrated from puking the night before. I felt a sort of aching muscle pain in my abdomen despite not having worked out at all recently. I just kind of feel out of it. I discussed some of these symtoms with my parents, but haven't told them about taking the DXM; they're concerned that I have the flu.
P.S.
I'm sorry for the rambling post, but I just wanted to share my experience. Maybe I'll try some other substances before offing myself: I don't have much of anything to lose anyway.
First, I don't have access to better drugs like psilocybin, LSD, or DMT. Second, I had recently read an article that described DXM as a potential treatment for depression. I don't have normal depression, but rather manic depression (bipolar II, if you will). I want to ctb and figure I might as well go balls to the wall and exhaust some of my other options before doing it. I was kind of hoping for some sort of introspective, psychedelic experience that would help bring me out of my depressive phase: that didn't happen. Lastly, as I near my death, I have become more interested in spirituality and the possibility of the afterlife. I consider myself an agnostic atheist, so while I don't actively believe in God or the afterlife, I like to keep an open mind. I have heard anecdotal reports of DXM causing out-of-body experiences at high doses, so I was curious to see if I would have such an experience.
My experience was not exactly the positive or introspective experience for which I was hoping. I took my dose around 8:00 pm on Monday. I watched YouTube and listened to music for about an hour or so. I began to realize that my music was sounding a lot better than usual. I didn't notice any hallucinations of any kind, but was still enjoying my music. I decided to head outside. I got up to walk outisde and felt a big disoriented and nauseous. I went back inside and promptly puked my guts out in the sink. Despite struggling with my motor function, I managed somehow managed to clean up the vomit. I decided I would gargle some salt water and chew some gum in order to clean out my mouth (not advisable to brush right after puking). I had the hardest time getting the gum out my wrapper and into my mouth.
By this time (don't know exactly when; I kind of lost track), my body felt like I was under some sort of anesthesthetic. My body seemed to move in robotic motions. I went to turn on my phone to listen to some music. After struggling for a bit, I was able to unlock it. I listened to various songs (mostly metal and electronica) for the remainder of my experience. I felt much more in tune with the music than I did normally, as if I had an enhanced sense of rhythm. In this headspace, I was absolutely enthralled by Meshugga's "Bleed." I went to the bathroom a couple more times, but didn't puke again, though I struggled to get up and walk when I did. At sometime around 4:00 am the next day, I decided to go to sleep.
When I woke up, there were pieces of gum all over my bedroom floor. I went to check the sink to see If I had actually puked, but it was pristinely clean. I guess I managed to somehow clean up despite being impaired. I checked the scale and weighed 161 lbs when I had weighed 170 lbs the morning before. I concluded that I must have been dehydrated from puking the night before. I felt a sort of aching muscle pain in my abdomen despite not having worked out at all recently. I just kind of feel out of it. I discussed some of these symtoms with my parents, but haven't told them about taking the DXM; they're concerned that I have the flu.
P.S.
I'm sorry for the rambling post, but I just wanted to share my experience. Maybe I'll try some other substances before offing myself: I don't have much of anything to lose anyway.