im so confused and scared. i have been for 3 years. but thats nothing.
Drunk me, at 15, with a couple homies
A homie passed me a dmt cart
Before asking I ripped it, hard, I thought it was a thc cart, I took the longest hit you can get out of it, i blinked the pen.
I was suddenly in all black, floating, each and every bone in my body broke, then turned into dust
I felt each individual sensation
And then I was yanked, thrown, blasted, through a body of water that ripped every particle from my body
My ego latched on to one
This lasted days, of pain, suffering, the most unimaginable unpleasant thing you can think of, multiply that by infinity.
And suddenly I was in darkness, complete darkness, a voice spoke to me, reassured me, told me I had died and it was okay, and she’d take care of me until I passed on.
I said okay, i waited there for 573,382,923 years, 6 months, 22 days and 38 minutes, all to look at was a clock in a foreign language, telling me how much time had passed, I felt every minute of those years.
She grew cold. The voice, and one day she left, because she couldn’t fix me she couldnt get me to leave, i spent eons more in that place until one day I did something impossible, I was a particle but somehow I was experimenting with matter
She saw this, I was pushed back through that body of water, my body was reconstructed, atom by atom, I again felt everything, this felt the opposite though, the reconstruction was euphoric, not painful. this took days, exactly how long it took for me to get torn down to a particle.
When I got back to that party, I took the cart with me and walked out with my phone, 3 eighths, a pipe and a lighter. All mine- they were in my pockets before I caused a scene in the bathroom and almost died
My homies was boutta call 911, but I woke up, and I didn’t say a word, I didn’t know them, I just knew I was alive again, I walked with what I had and threw that cart over the side of a highway bridge. I don’t know why I did, I don’t know why I even took it with me
Then I went and sat at the foot of a lake, for 2 days, finished the weed, pieced together who I was again, I forgot my name. I spent so long there.
That was my experience. it’s caused me ptsd and anxiety and a lot of other symptoms insomnia
My baseline is half a billion years of age, I feel like this every day. I haven’t told anyone.
i am 18 years of age now.
i feel older than anyone could imagine. every day is so fast and slow at the same time, nothing feels, right. it hasnt forever.