Citation: wagwangel. "I Enjoyed That Comfortable Fear: An Experience with Dimenhydrinate (exp111556)". Erowid.org. Aug 28, 2018. erowid.org/exp/111556
Bought a bottle of 12 pills on eBay after being introduced to the world of class Cs and having fun with codeine, benadryl etc. I had read quite a few trip reports before deciding to try it at a party that weekend. Most trip reports had left me wary to try them in that sort of environment but I was confident I could handle it especially since I tend to enjoy a bit of fear on drugs.
I tend to enjoy a bit of fear on drugs.
So first I drank some vodka (although I was aware I shouldn't be drinking at the same time as taking dramamine), smoked a bit of weed, took 5 pills, smoked more. Half an hour later I felt good, I basically just felt tipsy and stoned with some extra euphoria. I took 3 more at that point, as much more as I could manage (although my initial plan was to take 10 in total which would be 500mg) as I was feeling slightly nauseous, probably due to the fact that I'm bad at swallowing pills and set off my gag reflex a lot (later in the night I ate a bunch of food and afterwards felt fine).
From there on in my memory gets a bit hazy. At one point or another I went and sat down in the living room and watched the reflection of the room in a mirror. Though it would've been impossible due to the angle of the mirror, I thought that it was reflecting an image of the door next to me, but from the perspective of outside the room, and I thought I could see a monster, very slenderman-esque, coming round a corner and making his way to the door beside me. At first I shrugged it off but as I enjoy the slight fear these sorts of delusions give me, I let myself get into it and I started seeing him make some really jagged and disturbing movements as he made his way to me, and ofc I thought he was coming to kill me. I stopped watching the mirror and went and sat down with some other friends. One friend took her phone out and started filming on front camera. She pointed the phone to everyone so that they were being filmed and I got very confused as I struggled to make out who was being filmed, and as it was pointed more towards me, instead of seeing myself I saw some weird like static jagged shapes.
I got up to go pee and take more and was stumbling around. I got called into the spare bedroom by my friends and was very off balance and struggled to get on the bed. We all went downstairs again and I was feeling pretty lethargic but in a very contented way which meant I didn't really care that I hadn't managed to take more.
I was feeling pretty lethargic but in a very contented way which meant I didn't really care that I hadn't managed to take more.
I still felt a bit nauseous anyways. I kept meaning to take more so that I would've taken 10 pills which was the plan but never got around to taking the last 2.
We went downstairs and ate and smoked a bunch. Eating totally ridded of any nausea. For what felt about 10 minutes I had a very strong feeling of depersonalisation, and my vision seemed to move backwards, like my eyes had moved backwards in my skull cos everything looked so far away. A friend asked what it was like and once I began articulating the feeling it faded a bit, and eventually faded completely. Then my throat began to get a bit sore and I found it difficult to swallow, and I thought at the time that I needed to swallow every minute or so, I think I got confused between swallowing and breathing or something, so I forced myself to swallow which made my throat hurt more. Eventually I realised it was ok I couldn't swallow because I didn't need to swallow if I wasn't eating or drinking something...
I went to bed eventually and thought I felt pretty much sober. In the morning when I was between waking up and snoozing I kept having some strange dreams wherein I'd text my dad something or I had gotten up and talked to some people. I'd wake up from these dreams believing that these things had happened but not entirely which was a very confusing and uncomfortable feeling. It's usually this space between consciousness and unconsciousness that the trippiest stuff happens to me on drugs, and I imagine that this is what a high dose of dramamine would be like. It wasn't very pleasant. Having experienced around 400mg, 600mg seems like a reckless amount.
I enjoyed that comfortable fear of sitting on a sofa with your friends but also slightlyyy thinking something's coming to kill you.
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