Citation: PsychedelicBlast. "A Twisting Oblivion: An Experience with 2C-E (exp96171)". Erowid.org. Apr 14, 2020. erowid.org/exp/96171
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Before taking 2ce, I had never really heard much of it. I had assumed that it was going to be basically the same thing as 2cb or 2ci, but was very wrong in my assumption. 2ce is a drug unlike any that I have ever taken before, and I have taken just about every drug that are commonly sold and used, including but not exclusively, DMT, LSD, Shrooms, DOC, 2cb, 2ci, DOB, MDMA, Salvia, and Ketamine. None of this could have fully prepared me for what I experienced when I took 2ce.
My friends and I were drinking at my house earlier in the night, but everyone left to different places, leaving my friend S and I alone. He tells me that he wants to get fucked up that night, and I agree, only being slightly drunk at this point in time. He called up our buddy who is known for having crazy drugs and found out that he had 2ce. I had never tried 2ce before, and I was curious of the effects. So we met up with our friend and pick up 5 doses that were said to be 10-15mg each.
11:45pm- We drop one dose each, as we were informed by our friend that eating 2 at once might make us sick.
12:00am- We drop our second dose, my friend tries to take the 3rd dose because he says that he wants to get really fucked up, so I decide that we should just split it right then and there instead of waiting like I had wanted to.
12:20am- I start to feel something elevating in my head. My vision starts to get very clear just like at the start of an acid trip. It feels different than an acid trip though, I have the feeling that Iím about to come up very steeply.
12:45am- Iím beginning to visualize slightly now, my friend S claims that he doesnít feel anything. He says that he just wants to go back to his house and go to sleep, asking for a ride home. Iím a little drunk still and beginning to visualize, but I still feel like Iím just on the verge of a steep come up, so I say that I wonít drive him home, but that Iíll walk him halfway if he really wants to just go to sleep.
1:00am- As weíre walking the road seems to extend forever. No matter how much I walk it seems like we arenít going anywhere as we walk down the dark, woodsy road with hardly any streetlights. When cars pass I can see their lights spider web out and trail as they pass. I start to feel slightly anxious about being alone tripping, since I was beginning to come up harder and harder, almost as if the slope of my come up was exponential.
1:15am- I leave my friend and turn around to walk back. Everything is moving now, and Iím beginning to see bright neon light trails around my vision. As I walk down the dark road I begin to see figures and creatures peering out from behind trees and walking down the road towards me. Cars speed pass, some stop and evil looking figures hang their heads out the windows to scream and bear their teeth at me. I keep telling myself that none if it is real, and that I just need to get home and that Iíll be safe. The creatures didnít seem particularly threatening because of this thought, as I knew that none of them would hurt me, but they were horrifying nonetheless. The creatures follow me all the way back to my house.
1:30am-7:00am- This is where my trip gets really brutal. I have no perception of what time any of these things happened or in what order, as whenever I would try and look at my phone to check the time, the clock would be moving backwards or forwards rapidly. There were creatures and demons all around my room, laughing and screaming at me, clawing at me but disintegrating just before they touched me. I would try and hide my head in my covers, only to begin falling through an oblivion of patterns, with the demons still clawing out from the void, seemingly tearing off bits of my soul. I am terrified, but keep myself sane with the thought that I had just ingested a drug and that these were the side-effects. My brain was constantly looping over and over, it felt like the same thoughts and the same images continued to fill my head. At one point I looked beside my bed at my desk and saw myself sitting there as I had been the previous night, blowing lines of cocaine by myself. As I was staring at myself continuously cutting up and sniffing lines, the projection of myself turned and started at me as my face began to decay slowly and melt away. At 7:00 am I looked at my phone and the clock was no longer winding constantly, but a strange feeling remained in my head.
I was able to get about 2 hours of sleep after I came down at 7, but I still felt extremely depressed and anxious the entire day. I lost sight of who my real friends were, who I was, and whom I could trust. I ended up texting my ex-girlfriend looking for someone to talk to, only to realize that I hadnít talked to her in about 4 months, and that I wasnít talking to her for a reason. I couldnít remember any of that, though, I just felt so alone and so unstable that I didnít know who I could trust or who even knew who I was. I for some reason, however, just needed to talk to some sort of female. I ended up texting a girl that I remembered that I loved eventually and she helped me find my reality again. I donít know what I would have ended up doing had she not been able to help me, as I literally felt like I was losing my mind all over again, and continued to fall into the same mindset that I had during my trip, having intense visuals when I closed my eyes.
Two days after the trip and I feel slightly back to normal. Iím still amazed by the trip, and canít believe that I was able to retain the amount of myself that I was throughout the night. I feel like I will be completely recovered in a few days however, but I will never forget the lessons that I learned that night. I do not regret the experience in the least, as it was probably the most intense trip that I have ever had, and I did learn a lot about a part of myself that I had never known to exist. I donít think that I will ever try 2ce again, and plan on staying away from crazy research chemicals for a long time after that night.
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