So just this weekend, me and a few mates decided to try 2C-B for the first time. Firstly, it's worth mentioning that all of us had tripped many times before, including some fairly large LSD doses, light mushroom trips and MDMA, so we weren't going into this blind/with no experience of being high in public. We weighed up 0.1g of 2C-B and dissolved it into 100ml of water, measured out 25ml each and mixed it with some squash to suppress the flavour a bit.
We got to the entrance to the festival and decided to drink it before we queued, I left a mouthful of mine as I only wanted about 20mg. This is where things went a bit sour. So we're waiting for ticket collection and we get split up into pairs. I then start to notice a little hint of being on-edge, but I brushed this off as I usually feel like that coming up on Mandy.
I get the to front of the queue and a reconvene with one of my mates who's roughly the same build as me, and he's having a really hard time because he's feeling really anxious. So am I at this point. So I sit with him on the grass as my other mates go to collect their E-Tickets (which we didn't have to do). Basically after an hour and half we make it through ticket collection and security which is a complete fucking joke and it's all over the place, but we're in the festival now so it should be fine.
Skip about an hour later and we're into the first set of one of the headliners, and I feel awful. It's very difficult to explain, but I was incredibly anxious, kept feeling like I had dirt in my mouth and hated random people touching me (which was unfortunate because the festival was packed and there was no escape from other people). My skin was fucking crawling at the thought of interacting with anything that wasn't my own thoughts. Every time someone was talking near me I though they were shouting at me and trying to fight me. I just wanted to find somewhere quiet and chill. I'm pretty confused because I've never been like this on Psychedelics before. There seem to be brief moments where I can convince myself that everything is going to be fine, but I kept getting caught up in thoughts of helplessness, being lost and stressing about how we're getting home, even though I know it would have worn off by then. In fact the only thing that was keeping me sane was the knowledge that the peak would only last about an hour and half.
Thankfully the back end of the trip was much nicer, I'm not sure if that was because I was glad it was over or if that's genuinely an effect of the 2C. I have always found that the end of an LSD trip has a similar calming effect.
So in conclusion...I'd like to try 2C-B again, I', just not so sure its the festival drug for me..