50+mg of intravenous 4-HO-MET: a short trip report.
Before I quit IV use for what must have been about the ⁶⁶th time, I injected a dose that easily equalled and probably exceeded 50mg of 4-HO-MET. It was the most reckless thing I've ever done with a substance, and in a strange way it's part of why I finally got my life together.
The onset was near-instant and completely overwhelming. Within moments I couldn't see my own hands in front of my face. The visuals were so intense that I genuinely believed I'd gone blind and that this was permanent. Forget all you heard about the lack of existential dread and easy headspace boys and girls because this psychedelic kicked my ass relentlessly and these ranges she's ruthless on al axes of the DSM.
I tried to reach for my phone to call for help, but my coordination was gone. I tried to speak and couldn't form words. I was fully conscious and fully helpless at the same time.
There's a particular kind of humility that comes from lying there, unable to see, move, or speak, knowing you did this to yourself for no good reason. That experience stuck with me long after the effects wore off. It forced me to look honestly at where my use had taken me.
I never did anything like it again, and it marked the beginning of actually quitting IV usage.
The next report will be about my very last shot, +-70mg O-PCE. She's a BEAST.