DOSE: T+ 0:00	2 tablets	oral	MDMA
T+ 4:00		smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

180 lb

-Before Reading- This is a report for those of you who wish to hear from someone who experienced a massive dose of MDMA with no tolerance.

Background- Before this particular experience I had consumed, on several occasions, MDMA which I THOUGHT was of pure quality. Little did I know, the quality of the molly I had before was very, very low. I was experienced with low quality MDMA, therefore, I was under the impression that I needed .3 or .4 (300-400 mg) to have an enjoyable roll. Also, previous to this experience I hadn’t consumed any MDMA or other drugs for as long as 2 months. At the time, I was 180 lbs., 19 years old, and had experience with several substances: Alcohol, Marijuana, Methylone, MDA, Adderall, Cocaine, benzo’s, 2C-B, Psilocybin, and a few others I’m sure I am not recalling.

On the night of this experience, I had luckily landed 2 pressed pills containing 210 mg of MDMA each, with nothing else other than a non-active binding agent (yes, the pills were lab tested). As I stated previously, I believed that I needed .4 to roll. So what do I do? I double drop the two pills for a total of .42 or 420 Mg as an INITIAL dose. All is well as I gulp down the two pills. I’m pumped up ready for the night to begin; positive mind-frame, expecting a fantastic roll, and extremely happy to be raging with friends.

Before I go into the roll, I will start at the beginning; arriving at the club.

9:00 p.m.
Around 9:00, my friends and I arrived to a small club in downtown Austin Texas ready to attend yet another rave. It was my first time in this particular club. It was small (not too small), but condensed and full of great vibes and a very enticing sound system/lights and lasers display. We all get acquainted with the new environment, meet some new friends, and prepare for the night ahead. I soon decide that 10:00 is the time I will drop the small white beauties. Time could not drag on any slower…

10:00
Finally, its time to drop! Once 10:00 finally hit the clock, I grabbed my $6 water (we’re at a rave.. of course they overcharge water), my two pills, and head to the bathroom. I’m feeling great as the two pills soar into my stomach and head back out on to the floor. Upon leaving the restroom, I notice that there had been a dramatic increase in attendance just from the few minutes that I was gone; I thought to myself, “Tonight is going to be unforgettable.” I was right.

10:20
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the F%&#?!?”- My immediate thoughts as I ALREADY felt my body undergoing a transition. Realizing the fact that this was probably the come-up after only 20 minutes made me believe that I had just made a huge mistake. I try my best to shrug it off and not think about it. I cause myself to focus on the music and I start bouncing around.

10:35
My efforts in trying not to focus on the immediate come-up had become pointless. I soon start to become a little paranoid as this “come-up” is stronger than the usual peak of my low quality MDMA. The paranoid feeling is extremely bothersome so I looked to my friend and told them I had to go sit down. Upon reaching the back of the club, I found it harder to walk; my coordination was becoming severely skewed.

10:50
Simply put at this point, I am rolling balls. I chose to sit down at the back of the club with my back against the wall. My mind is RACING at this point, I’m sweating beyond belief, and then suddenly everything calms down. I feel fine, my mind slows down, I’m less paranoid, and felt relieved to be honest. A few moments of this euphoric calmness is interrupted by what seemed like a train slamming into me. The peak of the roll set in and set in hard. My thoughts went from numerous and racing, to fragments of thoughts that jumped from one thing to another. I experienced eye wiggles for the first time; they literally blinded me. I was greeted with 3 seconds of hardcore wiggles followed by 1 second of clarity, then 3 seconds of wiggles, and 1 second of clarity over and over and over.

11:15
Soon after 11:00, the peak went away temporarily and I was soon in that same state of euphoric calmness. Except this time I was smiling and laughing to myself in relief. “Thank God that is over”, I though to myself. Instantly feeling better, I walked to the bathroom, which turned out to be a bit more difficult than I anticipated (I had been sitting down the whole time). As soon as I stood up, I felt as if I was going to float away. Walking was still difficult and I wasn’t very coordinated. I walked into the bathroom and heard, “Where you at molly? Where did you go Molly? MOLLY WHERE ARE YOU?!” (Maybe this was a hallucination. I don’t really know. It was under my impression that this was someone from the club keeping an eye on me and making sure I was okay. I figured they called me molly because it was obvious that I was highly intoxicated on the substance.)

11:25
I make my way back to the back of the club to my spot (yeah, I chilled in the bathroom for a while). I sat down in my same spot I was at previously and here it comes again. Another wave comes back, except it’s even more intense than what I thought was the peak. Eye wiggles intensified, sweating definitely increased, eyes were rolling back; I was a mess. My thoughts had turned into severe panic, fear, and paranoia. I almost made my way to the club security to call an ambulance. I was really in fear of my life.

11:30
Around 11:30, I had an hour and a half blackout. I still don’t really remember much about this period so I guess this was the actual peak of the experience. However, I do remember ONE thing during this time. Around roughly 12:30 a.m., two guys at the rave came up to me; one was holding something (a camera I think?), and the other was putting on his gloves. I somehow muttered, “Are you guys about to give me a lightshow?” to which they confirmed. The glove lights sent me to another world. My mind actually calmed during this, and it helped me tune out the fear and paranoia. The lights caused me to forget that I was even in the club, and almost made me forget about my existence existence. It is very difficult to explain.

1:45 a.m.
I snapped out of my trance, finally. The roll was finally calming down and I gathered my coordination back. I gained control over my mentality and I stood up to join my friends. As I was walking to them the DJ had just closed down his set and the rave was over.

Upon leaving the rave I was extremely out of it. I felt like a zombie. My mentality was groggy; almost not even there. I couldn’t walk very well quite yet. I still had occasional eye wiggles beyond my own understanding. My friends and I, quite zombified, walked to our vehicles and I had to have my other friend drive us away from the event. When we arrived home, I took several hits of some high quality weed and laid down. I couldn’t fall asleep for several hours and kept having very intense muscle spasms that caused my whole body to jerk dramatically. I woke up the next day around 1:00 p.m. I felt fine despite a little fogginess, but there was absolutely zero depression, and little to no negative effects.

This experience has definitely taught me a lot about moderation, caution, and what to look for when someone has had too much. Although a very unique experience, I consider it one of the worse experiences of my life and something I never wish to go through again.

Exp Year: 2013	ExpID: 102131
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 19
Published: Nov 24, 2024	Views: Not Supported
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