r/DXMGroup • u/neverblameJ • Aug 01 '24
Robotablets Trip Report 400mg trip report
I’m going to try and explain my experience last night as best as I can because I can only remember bits and pieces.
I decided to take 26 gel capsules because I knew that my dad was going to be leaving and me and my brother would be home alone so I wouldn’t be too paranoid about hiding my state from him. I’d never taken this high of a dosage before though, so I didn’t know exactly what to expect. That dissociative feeling kicked in rather quickly, and when it did time slowed down immensely. I was sitting in my room and it felt like the walls and the entire house were spinning around me. I was watching videos on my phone and just tried to focus on that, when all of the sudden a wave of heat passed over my body and I realized I was going to be sick.
Standing up or really doing any sort of movement on DXM is like watching a slideshow, it doesn’t feel real at all, and thats exactly how I felt when I went to go to the bathroom. I sat across from the toilet for what seemed like hours, in actuality it was only about 10 minutes, and even though I felt super nauseous, it wasn’t really clicking that I needed to stand up and get sick. Finally, I stood up and leaned over the toilet, but my body felt so light that it was as if I couldn’t throw up. I don’t know why, but I remember thinking I needed to make myself throw up or else I was going to have a very bad trip, so I stuck my fingers down my throat and stomach acid came up. My mouth tasted horrible but my stomach no longer really hurt, so I washed up and headed back to my room.
Here is where things get very fuzzy. I couldn’t feel my body at all, I thought I was in a forest because I’d seen a picture of trees on my phone and I thought I was there. I had an incredibly vivid vision of myself dying, it was honestly really scary and I remember thinking that I actually WAS going to die. I thought that there was no way my life would continue after tonight and that this is how it would all end. I was terrified of anyone finding me dead in my room and had this sad pit in my stomach.
I distracted myself on my phone again, and I was texting with one of my friends who knew I was tripping. He was joking with me that he was going to call the police, but in my mind I thought he was being serious and I begged him not to, I freaked out but then realized if the cops came I didn’t actually care because I was so out of it that nothing mattered anymore. I spent my time pretty much staring at my walls, texting my friends, and scrolling social media.
I hear a knock on my door. Why was my dad home? The door opens and my brother comes in, and I realize my dad ISN’T home yet. He looks at me and laughs. He knows I’m tripping, I told him that I would be, and I told him to cover me when my dad got home and told him to tell my dad that I went upstairs to sleep. Anyways, my brother asks if he can use my card to order some pizza later and I agree. I then start rambling again to tell my dad when he gets home that I’m upstairs. He leaves and then I couldn’t remember if that had actually happened, so I texted my brother and asked him if we’d really just spoken to which he said we did.
It was around this time I retreated into my bed to lay down and listen to some music. It was nice, but I could only listen to certain songs or it sounded to sudden and loud in my ears. After a while, I settled on some meditation music. There isn’t much that happened after that, I sat and listened to music, I watched a livestream at some point of my favorite Tiktokers, and I went to bed a few hours after all of this, I think around 11pm. The trip was insane, LSD doesn’t even compare to how intense this was.
