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  • In all my life I had never had such an intense urge to just stop breathing and go to sleep. It started out one afternoon around 4:00 at a party. I started drinking. First I had a beer. Then a Mike’s hard lemonade. Next I started taking shots and drinking alot more beer. After I was done drinking, I took one ecstasy pill. I started rolling face after 1/2 an hour. It was fun like usual. I have done ecstasy about 20-25 times before and every time I had only taken one pill. This time I decided to take more. I took 1/2 of another pill. Then I said screw it-I’ll take another one. I smoked 2 blunts and 6 bowl packs. Half way through smoking everything started to morph. I didn’t realize it because I was messed up. I went to the bathroom. Everything started moving slower and slower. I looked in the mirror and said I “I think I need help” in my head and the words echoed. Everything around me started to dim. From then on every word I said echoed and my entire vision was dimmed. I stumbled out of the bathroom and was swirving back and forth down the hall. I ended up in the kitchen. I didn’t notice all the people around me screaming for help. I started to stop breathing. I couldn’t hear or talk anymore. My temperature rose up into the 100’s and I felf so cold. I lost touch with reality. I had to force myself to breathe. Every time I did find reality, it was only for about 2 seconds and every time all i could say was “something bad just happened”. They layed me down. My eyes were forcing me to close them but every time I did, I got the most intense urge to stop breathing and go to sleep. So I screamed at everyone not to let me go to sleep. Those were the last words I said for the rest of the night. One girl tried to feed me but I couldn’t swallow. It was like my throat had closed up. I immediately stumbled into ther back yard to throw up. But alll that came out was the food and nothing else. They told me to walk around outside because I kept losing my breath. Two girls took me inside and forced me to throw up in the toilet. All the water I was drinking came out. I started passing out. They held my jaw open and poured water into me. They forced me to throw up again. They poured wated down my throat again. They repeated this three other times. The girls put me in the shower which was a bad idea. I lost my breath quicker and had to close my eyes when the water hit me which gave me the urge again. Finally they layed me down again. I was literally trippin. I felt like I was on shrooms. People had to take turns watching me because I kept stopping breathing and having whole body spasms. Two hours of staring at the ceiling and going to the bathroom and drinking water, I calmed down. For two days after that, I couldn’t sleep because I was afraid the urge was going to come back and I was going to die in my sleep. What caused all of this?

    what you describe doesn’t sound a bit like ecstasy. were the people you were with on the same pills? if so what effect did they have on them?

    did any other people take similar pills and what happened to them?

    it does seem like you took a fair amount of stuff, first alcohol and cannabis as well which can dehydrate you quite rapidly..

    this seems a lot like the heatstroke reaction that can occur when taking any form of “ecstasy” (MDMA, MDA or MDEA) based drug (the last two chemicals can have stronger effects….) – which can get worse and worse if you and the people around you get panicked/frightened (if you think you are ill/dying, you will in fact make yourself worse!)

    you may have overdone things this time, but you and your friends did all the right things (even though it seemed like hell at the time) which is why you are still here today. OTOH it could have been more serious; its perhaps a signal not to do so much so quickly in so little time..

    The “feeling you are going to stop breathing” is something I have experienced after weekends as well – lots of other people get it (its called a “panic attack”). It is fucking frightening when it happens but I’ve had it on and off for years during the times when I was proper caning loads, and I am not dead yet.

    If you are still experiencing any serious medical problems in the next few days then go and see your doctor;

    but if you feel you are OK carry on taking anything do it in moderation but don’t be overly paranoid or guilty about taking recreational substances – that can actually increase the panic and the emotional disturbances.

    I don’t know about the medicinal quality of this advice, but in my experience if you begin to feel ill…be ill. Its the best way some people sit an try an keep it down then you’re absorbing more of the chemicals into your system meaning that even after you’re sick you have extremely high levels of whatever drgs running through your veins. This often makes you feel more sick which causes panic atacks. Like I said this ain’t gospel but its from my personal experience, an I used to be good at getting myself into proper messes.

    panic attacks can be calmed by taking a paper bag (or a placcy one i spose) and breathing in and out with it over your mouth, so that inflates and deflates. allow yourself a fresh breath after several ‘recycled’ breaths

    by breathing in your own second hand air, you body has less oxygen, which helps to lessen the production of adrenaline

    it also helps you to concentrate on your breathing… and focussing on something helps you to calm down

    I have spent much time not knowing what was going on whilst wasted, but afterwards I’ve aways been able to justify what was happening to me through the drug use. What happened to you doesn’t sound as though it should happen to ANYONE.

    Our bodies are all different and react to stuff in completely different ways.

    I had a friend who went psychotic while smoking weed (seriously – we couldn’t believe it either) and now he’s in proper therapy. While the rest of us can merrily chug our way through oz a fornight.

    I’m not gonna tell you to stop doing anything – it’s none of my business. What I will tell you, though, is please take care.

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