Someone in another subreddit asked me for a trip report so I just decided to put it here

Me and my friend take a high second/low third plateau dose every Saturday night, has been going on for a few weeks at this point. I also had been using grapefruit juice to get more dissociation out of the peak. So anyways I downed 12 r30 tabs at 11:12 pm with a cup of grapefruit juice. We took our doses at the same time and he was busy after that for a bit so I was just playing some rocket league for around 35 minutes. Then all of a sudden I start to realize I’m getting the early effects. This is pretty soon to start getting low fps and blurry vision. Then I start feeling all of the serotonin flood into my brain and it was an amazing feeling, but all of this was happening a lot sooner than it usually did. My friend joined the call again at this time and it was around midnight (0:50), he always takes forever to metabolize it so it was not surprising that he wasn’t getting any effects yet. Then I went to my bathroom and said hey, I really wanna get some visuals this time so I ingested something like .6-1g of mushrooms. At this point I was feeling an overwhelming sensation of love and compassion. I was texting my friends I love everything and shit like that. Usually I head to my bed around the 3 hour mark to experience the peak and lay down and dissociate to music and disconnect from reality. This time it was only like an hour in. Oh yeah and I remember saying some shit like OHHHH I’m gonna have a bad trip I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared even though I knew my logical mind had nothing to be afraid of my amygdala was for some reason really activated probably from the shrooms. At this point I get really fucking confused and freaked out as to why I’m feeling this way and decide to lay down. We put on some music to listen to together which is what we normally do, however the music sounds REALLY fucking tinny, really alien, and not good at all. Now it all starts to go downhill. I take my headset off and just lay there trying to figure out what’s going on. I realize my heart rate is climbing by the minute. (2:10) I’m really fucking dumb and confused at this point from all the dxm. My vision is fully fucked at this point, I’m seeing in a way I’ve never fucking seen before on dxm, i called it quadruple vision because even double vision didn’t compare to that shit. I text one of my friends (which is very difficult with the vision) asking for Xanax, I know that I’m headed for a bad trip. My first bad trip, and my most intense trip yet. Now I’m texting him “my hearts beating so fast” “ I don’t wanna die” “don’t fall an ambulance”. Some visuals are starting to kick in. If it weren’t for my insanely fast heart rate and impending sense of doom I would absolutely be loving this experience, as I never got visuals on anything. Oh fuck man. Am I going to die tonight? I try to start doing the breathing technique where you inhale for a couple seconds, hold, and breathe out for a lot longer than you inhaled for, in order to slow the heart rate. It’s not working. Oxygen is being used up very quickly so the technique isn’t working. I’m trying to do everything I can to stay calm. I’m worried if I shut my eyes that I’ll start getting some crazy cevs or seeing eyes which will freak me out, so I am just staring at my wall, mumbling incoherent gibberish like a psychopath every 5 seconds to myself very quickly, trying to get a hold on what’s happening and trying to calm myself down. Eventually I start to calm down a little bit (2:50). My heart rate going down a bit slowly each minute. Thank god, it’s finally over, the peak is over. I survived it. I actually at this point move my body a bit to get in a more comfortable position ready for sleep as I had been completely still and flat trying to not make any sudden movements as I thought my heart would explode at any moment.

What’s happening. It’s coming back. My heart rate fucking shoots back up again, and is going even faster this time. NO, no no no no. What the fuck is going on, I thought it was over. Holy shit my hearts going to explode. I start praying to God. I have so much dxo in my blood at this point I’m dissociating so fucking much from my body but I have this primal fear of death I’ve never felt in my life before, akin to a Dmt trip. I start hallucinating, sometimes seeing my coworkers beside me. My walls and ceiling have a flowing colorful rainbow zebra pattern all over. Heart rate at this point is probably 190 . I am mumbling again trying to calm myself down, trying to ground myself in reality “this is my bed (stretch out arms to hold ends of bed)”, “my name is …”, and then I start trying to name things I see in my vision but I really can’t make anything out. I’m googling how to kill dxm trip, how to prevent a heart attack, how to slow heart rate instantly, all with the dxm typing x100 from my serotonin syndrome hands. Eventually I am able to read on Google that I need to splash water on my face and drink water. Ok here we go. I begin to slowly get up, heart rate climbing. I see my room and bathroom from the point of view of like a guy driving a car in racing video game, that sort of perspective. My sink is only a few steps away, my heart is beating faster, I’m slowly making my way there. My chest fucking tightens up and gets really fucking hot. I splash COLD water on my face and take a sip of water which both feel like 200 degree water from my current state. I get back into bed slowly with my near heart attack from moving my body. (3:30) I continue mumbling incoherently and trying to find solutions online but I can’t read or type anything. I remember thinking that my tongue was completely bit off because I thought my mouth was full of blood, and then I thought that all my teeth were gone, but I really did not care at all as long as I survived. I remember thinking that if I did somehow survive I would never be the same. I just wanted everything to go back to real life but I knew it was hopeless. I did not think I would be waking up the next day. I put on soft piano music which ended up helping me as everything slowly started to get better (4:00). Eventually my heart rate goes down to around 140, and I knew it was over at that point, I was so relieved and thanked God. Within a few hours, I eventually fall asleep.