Very detailed story, TL;DR at the end
Deciding to trip:
I had been very eager to try 2C-B for a while now, and last Thursday I couldn’t wait anymore, and popped my pills. I had never done any hallucinogens, but I had tripped on the combination of ketamine and nitrous oxide once before.
The pills:
I had bought two silver Mojo Jojo’s from a friend (€7 a pill), who had used them and said they were good stuff. He estimated them at ~10mg, but he had not had them tested and wasn’t very experienced himself. I posted a picture of the pills on this reddit, and came in contact with someone who had used and tested these pills and said they were ~17mg (but could spread to ~12 mg). This person gave me very helpful advice (thank you again) and I decided to trust him, and though I had planned to do so before, in the end I did not take the effort to test the pills myself.
The setting:
Though I had my room completely prepared for the trip, the way I went into the trip was far from perfect. I had been looking forward to the trip for a long while, but didn’t want to trip alone, however was unable to convince someone to trip with me. Then, having talked about it with a friend that night, I came home a little drunk (10 beers or so), and impulsively thought, “fuck it”, and popped one of the pills. It was about 1:30AM at this point. I then started preparing my room, turned off the lights and turned on my colored LED strip, threw pillows in the corner of my bed, got candy and water and put on my kaleidoscope glasses. I was kind of upset with myself though, as I felt like a junkie tripping alone impulsively, and in a second “fuck it”-moment I thought; “if I’m going to trip like this all alone, let's at least make it a good one”. And I popped the other pill too, before the first pill had kicked in. It wasn’t very smart of me to be alone, a little pissed, under the influence of alcohol and on a pretty strong dosage (somewhere between 24-34mg), BUT: I had a very enjoyable trip.
Right before the trip:
I was settled in, laying back in bed with pillows behind me, kaleidoscope glasses on top of my head, Bluetooth box blasting trance techno, LED strip having my room pulsating all colors of the rainbow, all ready to trip. I wasn’t fully sure what to expect, but I was very much looking forward to the trip. I had heard of the tracers that would follow movement and the intense music experiences, and was completely open to experiencing this.
The first part of the trip:
About 30 minutes in I couldn’t tell if I was becoming super happy because of the excitement or because of the trip starting, but I am fairly sure it was the latter. I was starting to bounce my head and enjoy the music more. I texted my Reddit friend that had given me advice that I had popped the pill and was happy to go tripping. This was also the moment where I had my pissed mood swing about having to trip alone, and popped the second pill. After having done so, I calmed down, leaned against the wall in bed again, and started focusing on the lights and the music. I started a Trip Report note on my phone noting the timestamp of the second pill, 2:10AM, and planned to document the night in there. I didn’t.
The peak:
Approaching the peak and reaching the peak, I had absolutely no idea of time. I don’t know when the visuals started kicking in and when I started feeling the urge to move my hands and clench my jaws, but I did. The visuals were like green and red lines that outlined everything. I wouldn’t say they were tracers as I had imagined them, every object just had an outline, especially my own hands, that I really enjoyed looking at as I moved them to the music. I also saw vibrations wherever I looked. I would estimate I reached the peak at about 3AM, and had no concept of time and what was happening until about 5:30AM.
I could notice my trance techno playlist completely directed my mood, happier tunes had me smiling and smoothly waving my hands around, but the playlist included multiple tracks I can only describe using the way they made me feel; I felt like a tracksuit-wearing boxed vodka-drinking slav-squatting underground raver, this was where I started clenching my jaws super hard and aggressively pounding the air with my fists. I enjoyed this for a while, but at some point it started becoming shady and I couldn’t exit this state of an aggressive mood, at this point I had my blanket stuffed in my mouth and was biting down on it super hard (my jaws hurted quite a bit the next day). My vision was intensely vibrating and I remember wearing the kaleidoscope glasses and holding my face only inched from the LED strip to fill my vision with colour. I am fairly sure at was at this point I made the last edit of the night to my Trip Note: “aaaaaaaaaaahhh”.
Coming down:
I recognized I was starting to come down when I finally remembered to look at the clock. It was 5:30AM at this point. I also realized I wasn’t liking the aggressive slav music for one bit anymore, and switched my playlist to hip hop (my usual go-to music). This completely altered my mood, and I immediately felt much more relaxed and at peace, and could start enjoying the visuals more again. I laid back down, drank some water and devoured a full bag of candy that I had laying around, and chilled listening to the music.
I noticed I was very hungry, but also noticed I did not want to eat any filling meals at all, but decided to force a banana down my throat. I got up to go to the bathroom, but walking wasn’t going very well. When I exited my room I also noticed it was starting to get light outside again.
I hopped back in bed, really wanting to sleep at this point, put some headphones in and listened to ASMR hoping it would make me tired. I wasn’t feeling as ridiculously energetic anymore, but I was still having vibrating visuals and seeing colors occasionally. It got to 6:30AM when I was finally able to sleep.
The next day:
I woke up at about 10AM. I had agreed to meet my girlfriend the day after, who is not very approving of drugs, and who I did not tell I took 2C-B. Luckily, we agreed to meet pretty late in the day, and I wasn’t feeling any type of hangover. I was not able to eat though, which sucked as I was pretty hungry. Occasionally the vibrating visuals returned, but I didn’t mind. I did multiple naps that morning, and at 3PM, after a shower, I was finally feeling energetic enough to clean up my room and take a train home.
Looking back:
Looking back, I enjoyed the experience. I thought it was pretty dope to trip for the first time, and I look forward to future experiences. The next time I try 2C-B, I will go for a lower dose though, as I am curious to experience the euphoric effect that I like so much in ecstacy, that I did not notice very much of during my 2C-B trip. I am also going to be more patient, and try once more to find someone else to trip with, as I am a pretty social guy and I am sure this would make my trip more enjoyable.
TL;DR:
I took two 2C-B pills (~24-34mg) alone at night. I had an intense trip, though not super visual. Music completely directed my mood, and I realized this only after the peak of my trip. I enjoyed the experience a lot but looking back, would have preferred taking a lower dose with company.