Citation: Heidi. "Too Much Trip: An Experience with PCP (exp73321)". Erowid.org. Nov 16, 2017. erowid.org/exp/73321
My friend 'Maggie' and I were riding home from the bar with our other friend and we wanted to stop at another mutual friend's house to pick up some coke. When we got to his house, we found out he didn't have any. Since Maggie and I knew that they sometimes smoked PCP, we suggested that we all smoke some. Neither of us had ever tried the drug before, it was actually really random that we thought of this. The people at the house informed us that they were just discussing whether or not to smoke some, and since we suggested it, they decided to.
My friend pulls out this vial that sort of looked like a miniature sized flask style bottle of liquor. It was actually a vial of PCP. He ripped the filter out of a cigarette and dipped it in the liquid. He then lit the cigarette and started passing it around a circle of maybe 6 people. He then did the same thing with a few more cigarettes. I remember it had a really strong taste and smell. Kind of like a non-polar solvent in chemistry? I started to feel really strange.
The onset was very rapid. Next thing I knew I was lying on the ground listening to the doors. I couldn't really see anything, but I felt like I was melting into the earth. For some reason, I thought I was going to die, but I was ok with it. I also remember thinking, 'I'm really on drugs this time,' like I was comparing it to all the other drugs I've tried. PCP was much more intense, and also the only drug I've tried that I never even thought about cigarettes while on.
PCP was much more intense, and also the only drug I've tried that I never even thought about cigarettes while on.
The first conscious memory I have of things actually happening is I remember walking down the stairs and feeling really weird, like a robot or something. I told everyone to call me the grudge. At this point I started interacting with everybody again, but I still felt strange, for lack of a better word. It was about 7 in the morning. I realized Maggie was still there and we decided to go to sleep.
The next day, which was actually about 2 hours later, I could still feel the effects slightly. I couldnt smoke a cigarette because I kept thinking of the chemical taste of the PCP and getting sick to my stomach. Later in the day, my friends and I decided to smoke a bowl of marijuana. I usually have a pretty high tolerance because I was a frequent smoker at the time, but after 1 bowl, I became incredibly high. We went into a deli and I could not stop laughing the whole time we ordered our sandwiches. It was especially weird, because I almost never get laughing high, I'm usually a very mellow and thoughtful high.
After the experience, I found out that while I was tripping on PCP, I spit on a kid sitting near me. I just turned and spit at him, and didnt say a word. Luckily it was a kid that no one really cares about, and luckily he was really messed up too, because no one really got mad at me for it. Also, there was a video and picture of me while I was tripping. In the picture, I just have a really indescribable look on my face. My eyes are huge and I think I'm biting my lower lip or something. I've never seen the video, but aparently I'm just sitting and staring into space for most of it.
I'm not sure if I would ever try PCP again. It was the most intense high I've ever had from any drug, and although it wasnt awful, it wasnt exactly pleasant.
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