Snorting 2cb best and worst idea of my life
It could be that my milligram scale is fucked up beyond repair or I should seriously get my drugs tested. There's something wrong with my stuff.
23:20 the fun beginnins. I draw myself a line of my newely acquired 2cb. The measuring part was a part of great inner debate throughout the entire experience.
My milligram scale said something between 15 and 20mg. It didn't look like a lot compared to the whole 1g of this motherfucking beast i just acquired. Grounded up in to snortable lines it begun to look quite hefty however.
So i smartly decided to snort only half the line expecting a subpar light experience, maybe some tingling in my balls or some shit. But as I soon came to realize I was in for a fucking adventure.
I sit down after snorting it and turn on The Binding of Isaac to distract from the nasal pain (idk why I thought it would be a great idea, I'm addicted to the game ok)
23:25 as I'm stll hardly stomaching the pain of insuflation someting else suddenly became hard to stomach as well. The contents of this stomaching has little relevance since it shortly ended up in the toilet. I was dry heaving and hollering, Jesus Christ what did I just ingest that is liquidizing my insides.
23:30 i stand up trying to comfort myself that this is just a strong comeup, however odd it might seem but something uneasy kept me pancing around my room
23:35 im begging to feel it even more, even more throwing up questioning what the fuck i just took? was it the right drug? did I dose incorrectly? Does my girlfriend love me? Does my dog even know what my real name is? What even are questions? LALALALA?
23:40 So at around this time I completely and utterly lost my mind. However I was still lucid enough to desperately find a midazolam I knew I had stored somewhere for times like these. But the problem was I was tripping so damn fucking hard I didn't know what the fuck I was looking at. All the shapes in my room were connected to the other shapes.
Everything was melting into a visionary goo, there were a million of imaginary particles in that goo, from between which I was attempting to locate 1 small pill.
23:45 the height of my anxiety has reached it's limit, my body felt like it was going to burst but final to some miracle I found my midazolam pill. In the exatc space I was looking for it for almost 10 minutes. After swallowing it and with help of sheer will and determination I somehow managed to hold the pill in my stomach without throwing up some more, the luck was finally on my side.
00:05 still tripping out of my mind but now im also buzzed by a benzo so its cool.
00:30 I think all of it started to die down a little, I'm definitely enjoying myself now but the fucking hell I just went through makes me think this entire experience definitely wasn't worth it. People take this thing for fucking??? I can barely keep my reality intact while on it
01:45 The effects almost completely died down. It's my day off and I'm debating if doing another could feel good. Or at least better than that 15mg hellhole i just came out of.