johnmuts
former k-hole resident
I've been doubting whether to write this post, as it will seem so blindingly obvious for those who read my initial "Introduction Essay" post, it must be "made up". Even more so for those who (wrongly) believed I was trolling with said first post. Anyway, I decided I might as well be an example for future like-minded individuals. Please note that I DO NOT want this to sound like a "don't do drugs!" commercial, cause I know first-hand how incredibly lame and counter-productive that sounds. Here goes.
I'm slowly losing my grip on reality. There. I don't know what is causing it, as I've been abusing Zolpidem (Americans know it as Ambien) and phenibut for some time now. But the first "losing it" was on dmt, so here I am. There's not really a forum for trip reports on Zolpidem, hehe.
So, one day a few months or weeks (see?) ago, I did a megacombo when a friend was visiting. I always go overdrive when I have visitors, don't know why. Let's say I did my usual antidepressants, a mountain of speed, a lot of ket, mdma, lsd and dmt. I'm not even sure about zolpidem and phenibut, but who knows. Definitely no heroin, I remember that, lol. Everything was going fine, until I went to sleep. I actually (!) lived my entire life backwards, starting from my suicide. I had sex multiple times with my future girlfriend (no, I don't remember how she looks). I got to see my parents and sister and apologize for my suicide. It seemed like a lifetime had passed when I "woke up". I probably don't have to say this made a lasting impact.
Skip ahead a few weeks, and we're a few days ago. I live alone, jobless, depressed, so I tend to sleep a lot, even with my heavy speed habit. Even before dmt, I had increasing doubts about my mental health. Still do, of course. So, during one of my "afternoon naps" I had some hallucinations that felt incredibly real (as they all do) but also were very realistic thinking about them afterwards, if that makes sense. I mean: I wasn't a rabbit or some crazy shit, I hallucinated watching a comedy show on youtube. Really. I checked youtube history multiple times, but the show doesn't even exist. And thing is, I wasn't even on dmt or lsd or ket. Just speed, meds, zolpidem and phenibut. But OK, bad day's happen, let's forget and move on.
Now we're today. Had another "very real" + "realistic" episode today, on the same couch. Everyone else I tell assumes it's a vivid dream, but trust me, it's nothing like a dream at all. I have to spend hours thinking about it and checking youtube history to convince myself it hasn't happened, and I'm still not 100% convinced as I write this. In any case, I didn't take phenibut today, but the "detox" I expect tomorrow, it's kind of a longlasting drug. Only 1 Zolpidem, yes I'm weak. So we'll see if I get to sleep tonight, or if I'm truly fucked.
I guess I started this topic because I'm getting the feeling things are getting worse. So this might become interesting soon, hehe.
Anyway, be safe there, guys.
I'm slowly losing my grip on reality. There. I don't know what is causing it, as I've been abusing Zolpidem (Americans know it as Ambien) and phenibut for some time now. But the first "losing it" was on dmt, so here I am. There's not really a forum for trip reports on Zolpidem, hehe.
So, one day a few months or weeks (see?) ago, I did a megacombo when a friend was visiting. I always go overdrive when I have visitors, don't know why. Let's say I did my usual antidepressants, a mountain of speed, a lot of ket, mdma, lsd and dmt. I'm not even sure about zolpidem and phenibut, but who knows. Definitely no heroin, I remember that, lol. Everything was going fine, until I went to sleep. I actually (!) lived my entire life backwards, starting from my suicide. I had sex multiple times with my future girlfriend (no, I don't remember how she looks). I got to see my parents and sister and apologize for my suicide. It seemed like a lifetime had passed when I "woke up". I probably don't have to say this made a lasting impact.
Skip ahead a few weeks, and we're a few days ago. I live alone, jobless, depressed, so I tend to sleep a lot, even with my heavy speed habit. Even before dmt, I had increasing doubts about my mental health. Still do, of course. So, during one of my "afternoon naps" I had some hallucinations that felt incredibly real (as they all do) but also were very realistic thinking about them afterwards, if that makes sense. I mean: I wasn't a rabbit or some crazy shit, I hallucinated watching a comedy show on youtube. Really. I checked youtube history multiple times, but the show doesn't even exist. And thing is, I wasn't even on dmt or lsd or ket. Just speed, meds, zolpidem and phenibut. But OK, bad day's happen, let's forget and move on.
Now we're today. Had another "very real" + "realistic" episode today, on the same couch. Everyone else I tell assumes it's a vivid dream, but trust me, it's nothing like a dream at all. I have to spend hours thinking about it and checking youtube history to convince myself it hasn't happened, and I'm still not 100% convinced as I write this. In any case, I didn't take phenibut today, but the "detox" I expect tomorrow, it's kind of a longlasting drug. Only 1 Zolpidem, yes I'm weak. So we'll see if I get to sleep tonight, or if I'm truly fucked.
I guess I started this topic because I'm getting the feeling things are getting worse. So this might become interesting soon, hehe.
Anyway, be safe there, guys.
