DOSE: T+ 0:00	6 mg	oral	5-MeO-DiPT
T+ 0:00		oral	Ginger
T+ 0:00	16 mg	oral	5-MeO-DiPT
T+ 0:00		insufflated	Cocaine
T+ 8:00	2 mg	oral	Pharms - Alprazolam

BODY WEIGHT:

118 lb

I had taken Foxy once before; 6mg at a party and felt a mild drunk feeling. I'm known to 'party pretty hard,' so the second time around, I wanted to take a larger amount. On a sidenote, my friend had prepared the capsules with ginger in them to combat any upset stomach feelings, which really worked.

I took 6mg around 10pm on a Friday night with my guy friend who also took some Foxy and Exctasy. I knew better than to take another 16mg, but I did. I knew that sometimes it takes a bit for drugs to kick in. I also did a couple lines of coke.

My friend and I decide we are going to video tape our night (which ended up being 8 hours of footage). This testimony may seem sort of jumbled. It's hard to explain an 8 hour trip without totally boring you with lots of busyness.

When my drugs kicked in, I couldn't compare the high to any other drug I had done (and I've done a wide spectrum.) My friend was also pretty high and we were video taping us acting goofy and whatnot. About 2 hours in to the video, the video camera became sort of like a part of us and 'the 3 of us' became a 'unit.' My friend left the camera in the kitchen and I remember panicking and heard myself say in the background, 'You left us in the kitchen!' I wasn't fooling around, I was dead serious.

After that we did a good job of keeping the camera on us at all times. As you may guess, with the super high dose I did, I start to feel like I'm 'ODing.' I was still in touch with reality though, and knew that my physical being was ok and I knew that I didn't need medical attention.... yet at least.

I began to need 'lists' of things to do before I could take care of physical things I needed. I NEEDED to call my girlfriend at 4am on the phone before I could go to the bathroom (which I did, and she wasn't happy about it). I mean, it was mandatory. My physical needs took a backseat to whatever this drug was randomly telling me I needed.

I found myself in the bathroom, after I peed, and had a pen and paper, because I had so many things to do but kept forgetting. My guy friend was not as high and was helping me along my trip and tried to make sure it didn't turn bad. I drew a line on a piece of paper and placed it at the doorway of the bathroom and announced that I couldn't leave the bathroom until my list that I had compiled of things to say was completed. In the meantime, I did manage to get sick and vomit which doesn't faze me much during drug trips. I followed this up with drinking some Gatorade and having a bit of food.

After emerging from the bathroom successfully, I venture in to the living room where my friend has pretty much come down from his high. He is very educated in Bio-Chemistry and I am a Medical Professional so I wanted to get as much out of this as possible. We are in the 7th hour of the video tapes so I tell him to start drilling me with questions.

We realize that I am quite possibly in my consciousness AND my subconsciousness at the same time which starts to scare me. I ignore the fear and proceed to have him ask me questions about how I feel, what's going on in my head and etc. At one point, I felt like my 'brain was unraveling in to the Universe and was hanging on by a very thin thread.' Maybe I almost went insane. (I know I lost a lot of brain cells from that trip. I was never the same again.)

*We found some interesting information. Up until the trip, I had never been able to close my eyes while taking a shower, I always felt a presence and wasn't happy about it. When I was on foxy, I was able to dig in my subconscious and found that when I was a little girl, my grandmother used to scrub me very hard during shower time, even in my private parts. I remembered holding myself 'down there' sometimes because I was so tender afterward. On occasion it hurt. My grandmother didn't mean me harm, she was always a neat freak. From that day on, I can close my eyes in the shower.*

After uncovering that simple memory, I was a little freaked out to dig any further. Things are stored in your subconscious for a reason.

The tapes end with us popping 2mg of Xanax and talking about goofy things that we did through the night. I slept for quite some time. It's taken me quite some time to write this. I've watched the full 8 hours twice since the actual trip and decided it was too interesting to keep to myself.

My moto is: You can always do more.... but... You can never do less. So, give your drugs time to kick in before totally writing them off.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 50907
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Mar 25, 2021	Views: 717
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