Citation: Anonymous. "Everything Was Out to Get Me: An Experience with NBOMe Series Compound (Presumed) (exp107090)". Erowid.org. Nov 5, 2016. erowid.org/exp/107090
This is the report of the time I tripped on NBOMe
My first serious girlfriend broke up with me a few months prior to this. She was the first for me for many things. So when she ended things in a pretty nasty way I was pretty hurt. I haven't used any other substance besides marijuana and alcohol. I first smoke weed in 6th grade. Over the summer of 2015 I had been using marijuana more and more, mostly to forget my problems (I had more than just the teenage breakup). At first I was really only doing it on weekends with a good friend but within a month I was smoking 2-3 times a day.
I had been very interested in psychedelics for a while but had no way of getting acid, shrooms or any other traditional psychedelic.
Then one night at a friends house after a night of blazing, I was taking to a friend, J, and he told me he had some NBOMe, I don't know which compound, at his house. This didn't really take my attention until a few weeks later, I had been caught smoking by my dad but was going to be free in a couple of days, I desperately wanted to trip on something. So I contacted J and we arranged a meet up where he gave me the 2 tabs of NBOMe, which he claimed was LSD and NBOMe combined.
I had spent the last couple months reading trip reports for just about every psychedelic (not RC's). And in the week leading up to obtaining the NBOMe I did my homework on it. I thought. What I failed to look for were any reactions between my medication (300 mg Welbutrin) and this brand new, unknown research chemical. Dumb I know.
So one fateful night I was at a friends house (I was hanging out with a lot of college kids at this time because of my brother even though I was a sophomore in high school) I had been smoking all day and just found out I was able to spend the night. I was planning on taking a trip up north to an old friends house and tripping there but that night I just couldn't resist.
11:00 pm- I put one bitter tasting blotter in my gum and waited 30 mins before swallowing.
11:30 pm- no effects yet, still just high from the weed.
12:00 am- very, very slight visual distortions, such a light becoming a little brighter, patterns on some curtains moving a little
12:05 am- frustrated that nothing is working, I take the other tab
12:30 am- things are starting to take off, stronger visual distortions but a growing sense of distrust and fear is creeping up.
12:45 am- people's arms have elongated, they slightly resemble monsters. I tell them I'm feeling nervous. They tell me everything's alright but it's all just part of their plan.
1:00 am- I try laying down on the couch but it's no use, I can't keep my eyes closed. I tell a good friend of mine that I'm getting scared. He offers to go to a room alone with me and talk to me.
1:15 am- I don't even pay attention to my friends words. I knew they weren't going to work. I don't trust myself to look at people, fearing that my mind will turn them into monsters. I'm losing my last grip on reality. I try to listen to 'Crocodile Rock' by Elton John to try to turn this into a fun trip but I can't pay any attention to it.
1:20 am- I go downstairs and make my friends turn off the loud music. Everything is becoming a cartoon, time doesn't mean much anymore.
1:30 am- I have trouble remembering from this point, I can only remember a few certain things. By this point I am freaking out I have been told.
2:52 am- I look at my phone and see this time. I made absolutely no sense and I'm screaming 'what does that even mean!!'
3-5 am- there are only a select few things I remember from this time. One being that the visual hallucinations are no joke. And they are scary. My friend becomes a large humanoid bullfrog. I run my hand through my hair and my hand and hair start melting together. The clock has no numbers, only infinity signs melting down the wall. The couch I was sitting on barked and bit at me (there were no dogs in the house). And then perhaps the two most terrifying things of the trip. The room is becoming smaller, it is compacting and everything in it is as well but I am not. The universe was shrinking but I was staying the same. I was going to be crushed. And then I remember this, very, very specifically. I have a hard time putting it into words but things were getting unbelievably repetitive. There was no escape from the room I was in.
things were getting unbelievably repetitive. There was no escape from the room I was in.
It was hell and I was trapped there for eternity. I don't know how to describe the magnitude of what I experienced but the terror was unreal. The last thing I remember is seeing my dad and brother and then being wrestled to the ground.
I woke up 3 days later from a medically induced coma in the ICU
I was charged with 2 counts of assault on an officer and possession of marijuana. Apparently I couldn't be controlled so the cops were called and eventually EMS. I think my medication reacted violently to this unknown chemical. My court date is in 2 days.
I decided to write this as a cautionary tale to all the kids who think they can handle anything. I wasn't ready for psychedelics and especially not a life-threatening terror trip.
I'm different now, I don't get flashbacks but I live with a constant subtle feeling of things creeping up on me. This did however stop my drug use completely and made me realize how unimportant my 15 year old girlfriend was and pretty much the day out of the hospital all feelings for her had pretty much vanished.
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