I've talked to alot of people about my 'trip' and alot of them say it sounded like what i encountered was a near death thing. I did snort 50mg of 2ct7, and i assumed it just didnt kill me and the hospital took me in cause i was freaking out. They gave me anti poison type drugs just incase...I never thought i was really gonna die till now. Maybe i was going to die, and I just assumed otherwise...To tell you the truth, the thought never crossed my mind once...All that was on my mind is "I had a bad trip."
Well the other night a read a trip report, saying a kid doing the same combo as me (2ct7+e) died. The way they described him was so familliar. It happend the exact way it happend to me, except a little diffrent. In his story, they say he was screaming "I DONT WANT TO DIE, THIS IS STUID" the last few minutes of life. This is pretty much the exact same thing as I was going through, and it is scary. In the trip, I was looking over my body, i could see me, and the cops all fighting me, forcing me to the hospital bed. They were asking me questions...They wouldnt stop. Well it all kinda faded away, and everyone i saw had a weird deja vulook to them. I know who they are, but i dont. I reconize them from...life. They are people i encountered in life, and nothing more. All the stuff i worried about in the past no longer mattered. Nothing mattered it was pointless. It gets a little more complex than that..words cant really do it much justice. Some people tell me it was just EGO death. Others tell me its a near death experiance like thing. I dont know what to think. Everyone I tell this to says "you are stupid, there is no way you did 50mg 2ct7, you would have died" I say "well i didnt, stats are wrong" (paying no attention to the fact i went to the hospital and they brought me down) I dont know...Whether he died of t7, or of choking on vomit, or what....It a bad experiance, comparable to hell. I wouldnt want anyone to experiance it... Im still in search of hte truth though. I dunno what im trying to say, that story just caught me by suprise. I was vomiting uncomtrollably, breaking stuff...they took me for a ride to calm me down, and get me out of hte house... We ended up in a parking lot where i was making a fuss... Some lady with a cell phone approached my friends asking if she should call 911... They said no, i was just really drunk. Eventually after screaming in pain(they said it sounded like pure emotion was coming out, that they could only imagine the pain) they told her to call 911.
Well i woke up in the hospital...My mom was there, I was in the hospital for ODing on drugs, i should be worried. I wasnt. None of the little shit mattered. Was this because of the ego/bad trip, or was it because i almost died? I dont know but i really wanna find out.
Like i said before, i could see myself from above, and everything was so familliar. It was like i was watching someone present my own life to me as a lesson saying "This is where he went wrong." etc etc. I was just a lesson, and everything i knew was fake. It was a sort of lesson, and none of it mattered. Well it mainly focused on me also, so in the future, 6 months after i couldnt look at myself in the mirror. I was too scared of who i was. I couldnt see my name without getting scared. I could hardly sleep, because any spare thought cycle in my mind would result in a horrible thought. I cried myself to sleep alot. My life was hell, i wanted to kill myself every day, except the fact that i was more scared of death than anything.
After the experiance, i owed lots of money to the hospital, and i was in trouble of course...but i told my friends "You should have just restrained me, or locked me in a closet till i was done." But if they didnt send me to the hospital, where would I be? I dunno, its kinda scary to think about, i just wanna know if i could have died, or what. Its really bugging me.
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