Absolute Hell (80x Salvia Trip)

I was 17 at the time of my first salvia trip, a junior in high school. I heard of a bunch of people doing salvia at a party that I was at. The next week, my friend approached me at school. For the sake of names, I will call each of my friends by the first letter of their name. J was the one who approached me at school. He said that he had just bought some salvia at the local head shop and wanted to do it on Friday night before we went out and partied. I had no idea what the trip was going to be like so I assumed that I would be okay to party with my friends after my 30-45 minute trip was over.
On Friday after school, I went over to my friend R's house and we smoked hookah in his basement and took a few bong rips to mellow out. We knew that in order for our trip to be successful, we had to be in the right mindset. At around 8 p.m., my friends A, J, and C showed up and J had the salvia. He told me that it was only 20x and not to worry because it isn't too potent. I believed him and was extremely excited to start. Little did I know that he actually bought 80x and didn't tell me because he didn't want to freak me out. We decided to take turns tripping so that those not tripping could help the person who is tripping out if something were to go wrong.
For some reason, I was chosen to trip first. J set up his gravity bong and loaded around a half gram into the cap to make sure that I got the biggest rip that I possibly could. I put my phone on silent and took the largest hit that my lungs would let me have at exactly 9:00 p.m. so that I could keep track of time after the trip had started.
As I took the hit, I felt the smoke filling my lungs and felt the burning in my chest. I laid down on R's bed and stared at the ceiling waiting for it to kick in as I held the smoke in. I remember the smoke tasting somewhat earthy but I could be wrong.
I remembered reading somewhere on the internet that it only takes 10-15 seconds to kick in so, I started counting backwards from 10. As I got to 3, I started to chuckle and exhaled because the ceiling started spinning really slowly. Right as I exhaled, it started spinning faster. All of the sudden my chuckling turned in to full out laughing. I was laughing so hard that my chest was on fire and I couldn't breathe. So, I rolled off of R's bed in an attempt to stop laughing. That's when the salvia hit me full on.

All of the sudden, I was in a completely different world. It wasn't anything like acid or shrooms. With both of them, I at least know that I am tripping. I had no idea what was going on. I was in a distorted cardboard-like field and there were tubes sticking out of the ground in every which way. Inside the tubes were a bunch of people with distorted faces. All of them were telling me over and over again that I wasn't a real person. The worst part is that I thought that everything I was seeing was real. I started going through real memories of myself in the past and realized that throughout all of these times, I wasn't a real person and had been living a lie. After what seemed like hours of this, I came to and finally realized that I was tripping but I was still extremely ****** up. Everything was super hazy and distorted and I was extremely dizzy. My friends C and A were sitting on a couch about 5 feet away from me but even though it seemed like miles away from me, I could hear them perfectly. I heard A whisper to C, "Dude, I'm not doing this. He is ****** up, man."
That is when I started freaking out. I got extremely hot and tried to tell my friends that I needed help but I couldn't talk. I knew exactly what I wanted to say but all I could say was gibberish and every time I would speak gibberish, all of my friends would laugh because I sounded like an absolute idiot. I ended up on R's bed wrapped in his comforter without my shirt on. I kept asking him to open the window but he said that his air conditioning was on full blast. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and J helped me into the shower in the hopes of sobering me up. After a hazy 5 minutes in the shower, I realized that I was shampooing my hair and all of the sudden came to my senses and was partially sober. I kept asking myself, "What the hell am I doing?"
So, I dried off and got dressed. My stomach was super uneasy and I was dead tired. I looked at my phone and the time was 9:47 p.m. It seemed like my trip had lasted for hours but in reality, only 47 minutes had passed by.
All I wanted to do was leave. So, I hopped in my car and drove home. When I walked in the door, my Dad asked why I was home so early. All I could say back was, "I'm beat. G'night."
The next day, I asked my friends what I was like when I was in a whole different world. Basically, after I rolled off of R's bed, I squirmed around on his floor for 10 minutes whist running my head up into random things in his room and speaking gibberish.
Overall, I don't like salvia. I love shrooms and acid. But don't like salvia :/
JJH1910 JJH1910
Sep 23, 2012