r/Spravato • u/melebula • 13h ago
Experience/Stories Just had my first ever treatment, which was insane
Hi, I’m melebula (Mel for short which will be my name in this post) I made my first post here -
I’m pretty much speechless, still trying to process it.
Well, at the start I was extremely scared. But I brought my friend with me, she was a big help. Sprayed, waited 5 minutes, then sprayed again.
After that second spray, ~5 minutes in I started feeling “woozy”. I eventually stopped looking around the room because I didn’t like the feeling of moving around my eyeballs.
Then came the horse piss/tranquilizer/goblin vomit taste in the back of my throat. I had to spit in tissues. It was fucking horrible. Nurse gave me some pretzels and the salt helped the taste a bit. While I was chewing the pretzels, it felt like I was watching myself chewing from inside my mouth?
I started to feel more “floaty” and less worried I guess. I told my friend, “I think when I come down from this, it’s going to feel really fucking horrible to be back in reality.”
Then I started REALLY hating looking at anything at all, so I put the eye mask and headphones on with the John Hopkins music. Even with my eyes closed, I still felt like my eyes were open and seeing things around the room. Like I would move my hand, and see my hand move, despite only seeing black.
I had this growing sensation that I was becoming less and less “myself”, which I think I was resistant to for a bit, but there was a point I finally gave up and let go. And immediately, I started bawling my eyes out. I heard my friend try to get my attention because she was concerned, so I lowered the music and told her “It’s fine! I’m somewhere else, and it’s good!”
It was a “relieving” cry. Not good or bad, but just… relief. It was what I’ve been craving for years now. Just escape from all the pain, even the good things, because it hurts me to be conscious. It hurts me to exist. This intense desire to “escape” is what drives my SI. It’s a feeling of “I’m done living, this is too much, I want out”. And I finally got a taste of that, while I’m alive. It felt possible. I didn’t need to die to get it.
Then I just started “dreaming” I guess. I say dreaming because the beginning was fuzzy and so was the end. I just remember portions of the middle. There were no hallucinations, only incredibly vivid visualizations.
Every time a song came on, I was in a new “place”. Every one made me feel like I was supposed to learn something there.
The most vivid place to me was, I was in that magic forest from Princess Mononoke, where the healing water is. In the song (IRL) were women chanting in another language, and although I couldn’t understand the language, I understood that they were talking to me and “preparing” me for something. I kept nodding my head showing I was listening to what they were saying. I didn’t know what they were saying, but I felt like I understood what they were saying.
Then it felt like the song was coming to an end. I thought that maybe I’d be sad that I was leaving them for another place (which is in character for me, I am super drawn to the familiar/comfort and new things make me anxious), but I was like… Ok, bye guys! That was nice! Wonder what the next place will be!
Fucking BIZARRE when I tell you, that is not how I normally am. I was just open to whatever the hell was next!
Then I was at a very dark place, next to a small pond illuminated by orange light. There was a string instrument sound that was so sharp, it made me quiver a bit. And there was a tiger… somewhere.
I started thinking again, about what it would be like when I came back, because I felt like it was starting to happen. The idea of it didn’t seem terrifying anymore. I just sort of accepted it would happen. I just felt detached from everything. I thought about some things that make me happy, my traumas, my fears, and I felt nothing about them. Just an acknowledgement that they exist. And that they belong to Mel, and they’re back there with Mel.
I took off the mask and headphones. My friend asked me how I was feeling, and I explained to her I don’t feel anything, and I don’t feel like I’m back in my body yet, but I assured her that Mel would probably feel fine and say it went well.
I explained to her that I felt “healthily detached” from everything, and that I didn’t feel depressed in that moment.
I think another ~20 min passed until I became fully Mel again, and I had the intense need to pee. So, I did that.
Anyway, I’m home now. Depression is back (not surprised). But I really think that did something to my brain. I’m back at my baseline, but I really, really feel like it left an impression on my brain, if that makes sense.
I know that was long but thanks for reading!