MoggerGaston
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Was at a rave yesterday and it was starting off terribly as the drugs were mainly giving me anxiety instead of euphoria. Pressure was soooo high to feel good.
Which honestly made no sense since I was using psychedelics while rest were on stims as is usual so it's stupid to expect to be in the same head-sphere. On top of that I came here alone, without pre-gaming, arrived 5 minutes ago, and now expect peak euphoria while my psychedelics havent even really kicked in yet.
Was fucking brutal having to manage intense anxiety for over an hour, I could feel euphoria and energy at moments in time, but it was quickly over-shadowed by overthinking and anxiety. 1 hour later I pulled the plug and decided to throw the kitchen-sink of drugs at my body.
On top of my 2-CB I took a 170mg pill of MDMA and 2 bumps of ketamine.
Ketamine got me to relax and I started to disassociate from my body. Now my consciousness was separated from my body in a way that it felt as if you were living in third person.
I could 'feel' my body was under immense anxiety and stress, yet the body didn't really feel like it was mine anymore, just some human-character I was operating from another dimension.
Anxiety went down, started hallucinating a lot, but the massive MDMA peaks I was expecting never really came in tbh. Some sort of disappointment again as I just felt 'good' and didn't experience any of the euphoric waves I am used to with MDMA. Again I believe my anxiety, overthinking and stress is causing me to not be able to enjoy it. Just like I can't enjoy anything in the real world either anymore. Always some stress/anxiety keeping me from enjoying the moment. Pressure to do better, the feeling of being out of place, intense loneliness.
I did another half pill of MDMA, 5 bumps of ketamine (ended up ~0.6g of ketamine over 4 hours) and 2 bumps of 3mmc to keep me awake and energetic as I started feeling tiredness around 4AM.
I was basically on the dance-floor for 6 hours from 0:30-06:00 . I remember stepping outside to the 'chill area' one time, saw that everyone else was talking/socializing in groups, felt out of place, went back in. On the dance-floor I didn't dance with anyone, just next to people in my own world.
Had 1 social interaction with a portugese incel on the toilet who had the same hair-type as me. He asked me where I am from and when I said I was from the netherlands he told me I need to get him some chicks since 'I must surely have some with my good looks.' Felt like I was talking to someone from .org and was annoyed by it. I've only had small moment of horniness but my interest in girls was quite low during the rave. I went away and met him on the toilet again later where he was taking pictures/selfies with me, then he asked me for my instagram and I said I don't have it, which he said he didn't believe. In this half moaning/crying voice tbh I couldn't vibe at all.
Then he asked me for my number, I ticked it in his phone and he called me while he was right next to me, but my phone never rang JFL. Pretty sure I filled in the right number or at least it was my intention. At this point he started moaning/crying again that I don't like him etc. which I found uncomfortable so I left.
Rest of the night was largely a blur honestly. I felt so out place at this rave, worse than ever before. Indication of my declining mental state and social isolation. For the past 2 years I have been getting more and more socially isolated. I barely even talk to human-life anymore AT ALL in person. Fucking brutal man.
Then best moment was when going home at 7AM, still had a good drugs-buzz and decided to chill on my balcony, watch the trees, birds, hear their sounds. This moment of solitude was the best part of the night. @Earth Dollar
Only now do I believe, started I feeling the MDMA which I took 5 hours earlier, so merely a weak afterglow remained. But it felt good, it felt nice. I felt very content, relaxed, and hopeful of better times.
Got a few hours of sleep and woke up without this nice feeling but instead in my typical depressed-detached mental state. Slightly better mood than normal.
Should I use drugs again tomorrow at other rave?
Starting to feel kinda bad lately because one of my only enjoyable activities was using drugs and it's starting to become harder and harder to enjoy it.
This whole night was largely just intense anxiety and throwing a kitchen-sink of drugs at my brain to have myself feel/experience something interesting/nice whatsoever.
Honestly don't know what to do. When I was sitting on my balcony I was imagining the life I wanted to have with friends, girlfriend, family and feeling as good while socializing with them as I felt like sitting on my balcony. I went to bed wanting to manifest this life, I really felt like I deserved such a life.
Yet now it's back to reality and I am back in a mix of depression-detachment and hopelessness.
I have a traumatized brain from child-abuse resulting in PTSD, this combined with highIQ-overthinking and detaching from my own emotions.
It has destroyed any chance at obtaining life quality. I can do all the right things, start building healthy patterns in my life, yet feel like shit and in the end the house comes crumbling down as I can't find the energy to keep doing things without feeling good, appreciated, connected.
Which honestly made no sense since I was using psychedelics while rest were on stims as is usual so it's stupid to expect to be in the same head-sphere. On top of that I came here alone, without pre-gaming, arrived 5 minutes ago, and now expect peak euphoria while my psychedelics havent even really kicked in yet.
Was fucking brutal having to manage intense anxiety for over an hour, I could feel euphoria and energy at moments in time, but it was quickly over-shadowed by overthinking and anxiety. 1 hour later I pulled the plug and decided to throw the kitchen-sink of drugs at my body.
On top of my 2-CB I took a 170mg pill of MDMA and 2 bumps of ketamine.
Ketamine got me to relax and I started to disassociate from my body. Now my consciousness was separated from my body in a way that it felt as if you were living in third person.
I could 'feel' my body was under immense anxiety and stress, yet the body didn't really feel like it was mine anymore, just some human-character I was operating from another dimension.
Anxiety went down, started hallucinating a lot, but the massive MDMA peaks I was expecting never really came in tbh. Some sort of disappointment again as I just felt 'good' and didn't experience any of the euphoric waves I am used to with MDMA. Again I believe my anxiety, overthinking and stress is causing me to not be able to enjoy it. Just like I can't enjoy anything in the real world either anymore. Always some stress/anxiety keeping me from enjoying the moment. Pressure to do better, the feeling of being out of place, intense loneliness.
I did another half pill of MDMA, 5 bumps of ketamine (ended up ~0.6g of ketamine over 4 hours) and 2 bumps of 3mmc to keep me awake and energetic as I started feeling tiredness around 4AM.
I was basically on the dance-floor for 6 hours from 0:30-06:00 . I remember stepping outside to the 'chill area' one time, saw that everyone else was talking/socializing in groups, felt out of place, went back in. On the dance-floor I didn't dance with anyone, just next to people in my own world.
Had 1 social interaction with a portugese incel on the toilet who had the same hair-type as me. He asked me where I am from and when I said I was from the netherlands he told me I need to get him some chicks since 'I must surely have some with my good looks.' Felt like I was talking to someone from .org and was annoyed by it. I've only had small moment of horniness but my interest in girls was quite low during the rave. I went away and met him on the toilet again later where he was taking pictures/selfies with me, then he asked me for my instagram and I said I don't have it, which he said he didn't believe. In this half moaning/crying voice tbh I couldn't vibe at all.
Then he asked me for my number, I ticked it in his phone and he called me while he was right next to me, but my phone never rang JFL. Pretty sure I filled in the right number or at least it was my intention. At this point he started moaning/crying again that I don't like him etc. which I found uncomfortable so I left.
Rest of the night was largely a blur honestly. I felt so out place at this rave, worse than ever before. Indication of my declining mental state and social isolation. For the past 2 years I have been getting more and more socially isolated. I barely even talk to human-life anymore AT ALL in person. Fucking brutal man.
Then best moment was when going home at 7AM, still had a good drugs-buzz and decided to chill on my balcony, watch the trees, birds, hear their sounds. This moment of solitude was the best part of the night. @Earth Dollar
Only now do I believe, started I feeling the MDMA which I took 5 hours earlier, so merely a weak afterglow remained. But it felt good, it felt nice. I felt very content, relaxed, and hopeful of better times.
Got a few hours of sleep and woke up without this nice feeling but instead in my typical depressed-detached mental state. Slightly better mood than normal.
Should I use drugs again tomorrow at other rave?
Starting to feel kinda bad lately because one of my only enjoyable activities was using drugs and it's starting to become harder and harder to enjoy it.
This whole night was largely just intense anxiety and throwing a kitchen-sink of drugs at my brain to have myself feel/experience something interesting/nice whatsoever.
Honestly don't know what to do. When I was sitting on my balcony I was imagining the life I wanted to have with friends, girlfriend, family and feeling as good while socializing with them as I felt like sitting on my balcony. I went to bed wanting to manifest this life, I really felt like I deserved such a life.
Yet now it's back to reality and I am back in a mix of depression-detachment and hopelessness.
I have a traumatized brain from child-abuse resulting in PTSD, this combined with highIQ-overthinking and detaching from my own emotions.
It has destroyed any chance at obtaining life quality. I can do all the right things, start building healthy patterns in my life, yet feel like shit and in the end the house comes crumbling down as I can't find the energy to keep doing things without feeling good, appreciated, connected.
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