DOSE:	lines	insufflated	Methamphetamine	(powder / crystals)
	bowls	smoked	Methamphetamine	(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

270 lb

My experience with meth was not planned, and other than messing with Adderall in college I have never tried meth. I have tried many other substances however and consider myself much more experienced than the average joe, for better or worse. Some might say I was a raging addict for some time, albeit a functioning one, who would do any opiate or other drug I could find. Once I finished college I cleaned up. This particular day I met a friend at a park near downtown, he was actually showing me how to set up a new camping hammock I purchased. This park is frequented by both normal park goers as well as some of the street crowd from downtown so it is not unusual to see people smoking weed, drinking or the occasional homeless guy. 

While we were walking back to our cars I noticed a small plastic bag lying on the sidewalk, it was the corner of a zip lock bag torn off and tied and contained a white substance. The volume of substance was close to the tip of my pinkie finger but flattened out some. It looked as though a few pedestrians had stepped on it. My first thought was it was a crushed pill or some coke but I had no clue from just a glance, though its presentation alluded to it being an illicit substance. I pointed it out to my friend and laughed and said “Hey, there is some dope laying there!” and kicked it to the side of the path. At that moment I think we both considered grabbing it, this was my acid and mushroom trip buddy from college after all who wasn’t afraid to experiment, but being productive tax payers now we laughed and kept going. The whole time I thought “man, I would love to do some coke again. Maybe it is a little bit of coke someone dropped?" I have thought before of trying to score some blow downtown but who knows what you will get and if it is even worth the risks of trying to get it. No these days it is just beer and my dispensary pot on a rare occasion.

Anyways, we got back to our cars and being the former junkie and skeez that I am, I waited for my friend to drive away, I then drove down about half a mile to where the bag was and pulled over. I got out of my car and casually walked over to where the baggie was, nervously wondering if it was still there or had been picked up or blown away. For all I knew someone had just dropped it and would come looking for it soon and would stumble across me in the act of taking it. I immediately saw it in the near distance just where I had kicked it to. I walked up and got a better look, it was definitely a white powder of some sort in the corner of a baggie. I nonchalantly scooped it up and palmed it and walked back to my car. A little bit of excitement started to build inside of me. 

Once at the car I got a good look at the stuff, the bag was just starting to tear and some of the white powder leaked onto my fingers. I manipulated the bag so a little more came out on my armrest. I decided I would taste test a small amount and look for that unmistakable numbness in my mouth, meaning I could indulge the bag's contents and have an unexpected high time. The powder certainly looked like coke, it was quite white and a little waxy and clumped together. There was finer powder, then some larger chunks. From my coke experiences I was almost certain this was what I had found. It didn't look the best but I figured it had been cut a little and with my tolerance being zero now it would be worth a try. To my best estimation there was around half a gram or so in the bag. With a trace amount on my finger I cautiously rubbed a small amount onto my tongue and some onto my gums. At first I tasted extreme bitterness just like coke, and expected the numbness to kick in but it did not. I immediately thought this could mean a few things: A) This was some BS someone was going to use to rip someone off, B) This was poor man's coke that had been stepped on more times than a rental tuxedo shoe from Men's Warehouse C) It was not coke but either meth or bath salts D) It was poison and would kill me.

I weighed my options, I sure was excited to get high but I did not know what this stuff was. Suddenly at that moment I noticed my mouth starting to feel sort of cold and very dry. I also began to experienced a tingling sensation, though very faint, at the base of my skull that I used to always get when I would take Adderall. I thought, could this be Meth? I wasn't 100% sure but it was leaning that way. I decided the hell with it and broke out a small line on my armrest. I figured if a little dab made me feel good then a line wouldn't hurt. NO GUTS NO GLORY friends. I rolled up a bill and snorted the line, this wasn't a Rick James line, this was a tiny line you offer up to that additional friend who wonders in when you and several others are almost through an 8 ball. Immediately I noticed it burned quite a bit. The burn reminded me of snorting Methadone back in the day. They feel like there is battery acid in your sinuses. Unlike the Methadone though the burning quickly subsided.

[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
At this point I didn't really feel anything and figured I would see what happens. I secured the rest of the baggie into an intact bag I had and stuck it in my middle console. Being a beautiful Spring day in the Midwest I rolled down my windows and opened my sun roof and began the half hour drive home. After about 3 minutes just as "How's It Gonna Be" by Third Eye Blind kicked on Sirius XM I started to get a bitter drip that was accompanied by a rush of euphoria and energy.I knew immediately I was getting high and I couldn't have been happier about it. My gamble had paid off. With each subsequent drip the sensation intensified. I began clenching and grinding my teeth. The sun felt extra warm and bright, the breeze blowing in my windows and that cheesy Third Eye Blind song couldn't have sounded better. For this effect I had only taken a small bump, maybe an 8th of the baggies contents. I was comforted in the fact that I had a few lines to go before this unexpected gift was all gone.

About 8 minutes post consumption I had the overwhelming urge to talk to someone. I first thought of calling my friend from the park and telling him what I had done, but I knew he was heading to an obligation with his wife and that probably wouldn't be the best time to talk to a buddy about how he had found drugs in the park and got high. I texted one other friend, one who I can tell anything, and knowing he was busy I told him to call me back. I figured I could call my wife, she was out with a friend shopping, I wouldn't tell her anything of course, I just needed to talk to someone. My energy and euphoria at this point were comparable to some of my better coke experiences and the overall sensations I was having were very reminiscent of my Adderall experiences but much more intense. I had tingles all over my body, I felt a chill but it wasn't unpleasant, the back of my head tingled intensely as if all my stress was vibrating out in a chorus of energy. I felt amazing and desperately wanted to chat it up with someone. From my past experiences I knew not to be too chatty or call anyone too random or they would quickly pick up on something. I tried my wife but she did not answer.

Onward, I then tried to call my ex via Facebook messenger audio, we chat from time to time but hadn't spoken in years but I figured what the hell. Perhaps by a stroke of fortune she did not answer either. I then messaged her and said I was just seeing what's up. Next up was an aunt I had not spoken to in years, since a death in the family. She is cool. I will call her. She did not answer so I left a message. I then zeroed in on my other aunt who is very talkative and loves hearing from me, I had not called her in some time and this would be the perfect opportunity. I knew most of my straight laced friends were out so this was a solid option. I composed myself, at this point I was breathing out of my mouth mostly and grinding my teeth uncontrollably. My whole face and body felt cold and tingly in an amazing way. I was so happy I could burst in tears or laughter at any point. The body buzz was epic. 

I called my aunt and she answered, I paused at first, I was so high at this point I wasn't sure how to talk. I also did not want to come across as high, her husband is a police officer after all and she works in substance abuse. (I know, what were you thinking, I wasn't really but I can handle my shit) We ended up having a nice conversation, she told me about how she is remodeling her kitchen. I hung on every word, eager for her to silence herself so I could unload this fountain of energy in words. I paced myself and made sure I sounded normal, sometimes I had so much excitement built up my stomach would sort of spasm when I was talking, sort of like when you are talking and holding back tears. After 15 minutes we were still going when the sins of my past came back to haunt me and suddenly everyone I had called or messaged started blowing my phone up. I kind of mumbled to my aunt, she asked if I was OK and thinking fast I said I was on call for work and had to go. 

At this point my ex, long lost aunt, wife and friend are all calling me. I went with my wife, as I knew if I didn't answer she would keep calling. I spoke to her briefly, not giving away my state or keeping her on the phone. At this point I was full blown speed high and wanted to start working on projects around my house. I also started to sweat quite a bit, all the white maintaining that cold, tingly sensation I had become so fond of. My arms, hands and fingers also felt sort of numb. Not coke numb, more a tingly numb, it was an interesting feeling I used to get when taking window pane acid. After I got off the phone with the wife I called the long lost aunt and had a great conversation with her as well.

At this point my desire to talk it up was subsiding some, I was getting sweaty and I also wanted to use the energy to work around the house. I did some dishes and laundry and noticed I was starting to come down. At this point I decided I would inspect the baggies contents, transfer them to a more secure receptacle and either snort some more, smoke it or both. At first I emptied a pen, grabbed some foil and prepared to do it the base coke way. I then decided to make a foil screen and insert into a new weed bowl I had never used and smoke it that way. I was sort of shaky and excited and did not use the best technique, I only added a small knives tip worth to the foil screen but it melted and dripped through before I got it to burn. I figured it is safe and inside of the bowl so I can heat the bottom of it later and smoke it. At this point I went with the foil. I simply tore off a credit card sized piece and put another knife dip dab on it. I used my empty pen, hovering right over the white powder, and then lit my lighter underneath. I quickly saw what had gone wrong with the bowl, with a lot of heat this stuff melts but you must then keep the flame there for several more seconds before the now amber colored resin actually combusts and produces smoke.

I kept sucking in until the resin was burnt up and sat back and held it in. After several seconds and when I was almost about to exhale the hit came over me like a ton of bricks and I went from slightly cold sweat and just north of coming down to full blown high again. It reminded me of smoking coke or crack. (yes I have even done crack, it's actually pretty nice but don't tell anyone and don't get hooked), when smoking those two I always held the hit until the sensation came over me and then very slowly let it out. This time I had more of a nervous energy, but the body and head tingles and chill were back and I was feeling super euphoric and motivated again. Around this time my wife called to say she was on her way home, probably for the best as I was about to take half the remaining baggie and smoke it at once, since I could tell I was skirting the true sensation having only smoked a dab. The wife would be home in 15 minutes, smoking it was wearing off quickly so I did another bump intranasal and then put everything away. When she got home I wasn't as high as before, the first line treated me the best. I was able to interact with her normally.

As of a couple hours later and writing this I still feel energetic, slightly tingly and am still grinding my teeth but am coming down. The euphoria has largely passed. I had no appetite the entire time and have only had half a cliff bar all day, and now I am finally feeling hungry. A big decision is will I just do it all tonight and be done with this unexpected experience and come down with some beers or save the rest for later. We will see. In conclusion I thoroughly enjoyed the experience but I won't be seeking this substance out anytime soon. I have a mortgage to pay after all and I don't think repeated meth use would be good on my debt to income ratio. Thanks for reading.

Exp Year: 2021	ExpID: 115390
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Aug 2, 2025	Views: Not Supported
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