DOSE: T+ 0:00	1 g	oral	Smarts - Phenibut
T+ 0:00	12 oz	oral	Alcohol - Beer/Wine
T+ 1:00	repeated	smoked	Cannabis
T+ 3:30	1	smoked	Tobacco - Cigarettes

BODY WEIGHT:

130 lb

It was a Saturday night, and I had recently acquired an ounce of phenibut from the local supplement and entheogen store, although they do not carry it anymore.

 I had been trying it out for social anxiety, and had taken a gram a time or two and found to have no ill effects. I had half a cocktail the first time I tried it, and felt good, so I thought that I was safe to try 1g of phenibut with one 12oz beer. I was very wrong; although I'm not entirely sure why I didn't black out when I had half a cocktail, it was clear that the alcohol was not a good choice. I also have celiac's, so that may have to do with why I had such a poor reaction.

Anyway, I took the phenibut at around 8pm, on my way to a friend's house across town. I found an unopened beer on the way, so I drank it when I arrived to my destination. Laughs were had, cannabis was smoked, rants were shouted--an hour in, I found myself acting more belligerent than normal, but I had no intention to hinder it. My friend told me an enraging story of abusive tendencies of their mom's friend who happened to be there, so I shouted at her car as she drove away, saying I was glad she left.

At around 11pm, I caught myself stumbling out the door, but wasn't concerned. I got myself onto a bus towards my house, and for the first time in my life (as I am very high-energy, and have a hard time sleeping), I found myself nodding off onto slumber on the hour-long bus ride. I somehow managed to wake up enough to get off the bus, although I physically could not keep my eyes open.

I had to wait at the transfer stop for 30 minutes for the bus home, so I decided to get some snacks at the gas station. I got myself a feast of junk food; nacho chips, honey roasted peanuts, vitamin water, and a pepperoni stick. I should also mention that I'm lactose intolerant. Oops. But I was hungry!

I got to the bus stop and scarfed down half my food. There was a moment while I was eating the pepperoni where my mind and body simultaneously said, "oh dear God, please stop yourself." So, rationally, I smoked an American spirit. Although halfway through, I felt so lightheaded that I felt as dissociated as I do when I had a seizure a couple years ago. (I may have epilepsy, which was another risk factor for ingesting all these things.)

I stood up somewhat abruptly after forcing myself to finish my cigarette, for whatever reason. What happened next, I cannot completely explain. I remember all the things that happened, but I sincerely feel like I was sleepwalking, nearly. Definitely had too much GABA, among other things, but what happened was:

The bus came. The lights triggered me to instantly projectile vomit in front of the bus. It was nacho-colored and embarrassing, but then I passed out, only to wake up instantaneously, only to think, "oh hey, the bus is here." I walked on, dropping my phone and bags, tripping on them while showing my (dead) phone to the bus driver, thinking that it was my bus pass. I passed out again, and woke up a second later on the floor of the bus, covered in doritos. People were rushing around to help me, and I was honestly so confused. I legitimately thought I was fine and that everyone else was being weird. Someone handed me my things, and tried moving me into a seat. I passed out again. A guy woke me up, asked me questions about myself. I couldn't see or say anything-- there was just light and noise. I told him I took phenibut and drank a beer, because everyone thought I was overdosing on opiates or benzos, but no one knew what phenibut was, and it was futile to explain it .

The bus was still stopped, and the same guy was trying to keep me awake. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before, and I was suddenly understanding the gravity of the whole situation. He told me that the paramedics were coming, and since I'm American, my response was, "oh my God, please no! I don't have money for them! Don't let them take me!"

So they came, asked me questions about myself, and pretty much just sent me off to go home since I told them I could handle it. After that, I started to feel normal, since I puked everything out. Everyone on the bus was paying attention to me; people were laughing, staring, moving away, and some people even videotaped me. The bus driver glared at me the whole time. It was extremely uncomfortable, and if I knew that was possible, I never would have chosen to take the combo. As I walked home at 1 am, not knowing whether or not I had a concussion from falling that many times, I did have a moment of euphoria: i.e., "welp, if I survived that, I'm pretty strong, I guess."

To this day, I cannot eat any of those things I ate that night. Everything I ingested was just a mistake together. Be safe, don't mix substances, especially if they increase GABA. Be careful with MAOIs in tobacco and cannabis, as well as foods and beverages. Take care of yourself, call a cab, don't puke in it, and don't eat things that you're allergic to. Fun isn't fun when it's unsafe, oddly enough.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 113041
Gender: Not Specified
Age at time of experience: 20
Published: Apr 13, 2020	Views: 3,238
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