So first I took 360mg DXM. It starts with normal stuff- my ceiling warping, walls breathing, marks on my walls turning into spiders and crawling away only to return when I blink. This was on only DXM. After beginning to abuse DPH, when I do DXM alone or even just smoke weed I get visuals. I believe this is because I now have symptoms of HPPD daily that are intensified by any psychoactive substance.
When the DXM peaked, I dosed 400mg of DPH. I start to feel it in 20 minutes, it’s synergizing with the DXM and there is an incredible body load. It feels amazing. Truth be told, I only do these things for the body load and being confused and entertained. I don’t care for the hallucinations, they scare the fuck out of me.
That being said, about 30 minutes later it wasn’t intense enough for me. I took more DPH and this is where things start to get fuzzy. I don’t remember when I redosed, how many times I redosed, how much I redosed each time. I’m pretty sure I was just eating them like candy without calculating how much I was taking (IM SO FUCKING STUPID, I KNOW) But I know I had finished all that I had by the end of the night. I think it was probably a total of 600-700mg DPH.
I had my headphones in, music enhancement was fantastic, and I can usually avoid scary auditory hallucinations by putting in my headphones. I turned the lights off and dozed off a little bit, waking back up every 15 mins or so and turning on the light to check out how my high has progressed. Having good CEV’s that go well with my music, feel good just slightly ill.
This is where I start to see a shadow person phase through my door, and I close my eyes hard because I don’t want to see him. He disappears, and I look at my ceiling, and see several MASSIVE translucent spiders. I close my eyes hard because I don’t want to see them. I look at my wall, and see a shadow person start to phase through my wall. I close my eyes.
Now, before my trip, I locked my door and brought the spare key into my room, so if I hallucinated my parents coming into my room I would know it was a hallucination. I made sure my windows were locked. The one thing I did not do is close my closet door.
My biggest fear for this trip was somebody coming into my room- the DPH took that and tormented me with it. At some point in the night, I am looking into my closet, and see the small attic door on the ceiling begin to creep open. I’m scared shitless, just watching it open, not moving not blinking. I had forgotten I was tripping. I was PETRIFIED.
From the small opening in the ceiling, a shadowy man slinks out in the most horrifically creepy manner possible. I don’t even know how to describe it- he was so slow and methodical like he was trying to sneak in without me knowing. Everything about the way he moved was so convincingly human and evil.
The ladder does not come down from the door like it usually would, he just kind of makes his way to the floor and steps into my room. I am shaking I am so fucking SCARED bro. I forgot I fucking took anything. In my mind I was thinking “Holy fuck. I locked my doors and my windows so nobody could get in. Is this my dad? Did my dad want into my room so bad that he went into the attic and came down through my ceiling?” This thought morphed into “Holy fuck. This is a strange hermit that has been living in our attic for years. He comes into our house through the ceiling at night when he thinks we’re asleep and creeps around and now I’m locked in my fucking room with him.”
I eventually passed the fuck out I guess. I don’t remember anything after that. The kicker? THERE’S NO FUCKING ATTIC DOOR IN MY CLOSET OR ANYWHERE IN MY ROOM! HAHAHAHAHA.
Don’t do what I did. Please calculate the safest dose for you and adhere to it. I’m a dumbass, and I wouldn’t be shocked if I had several seizures that night that I don’t remember. I’m lucky I was completely immobilized by DPH and fear otherwise who knows what I would have done. I thought it was completely real. I forgot I was tripping, I forgot I had taken anything, I was completely delirious and absolutely horrified. Someone with a weak heart would have probably literally had a heart attack from the DPH and the fear. Harm reduction ALWAYS.