DOSE:

3 hits

vaporized

5-MeO-DMT

BODY WEIGHT:

155 lb

After having a bad trip my first time I knew what to expect with this chemical. I tried a second time and didn't hate it, saw my dog get high with me and had a moment of being unsure what he was gonna do because he's a pitty. Then he calmed down and we both just pulled through.

I went to bed thinking I might try a third time the next day. When I woke up I decided to sleep some more. About an hour later my dog heard something outside the room so I took the opportunity to close the door so I could have an experience without being worried about what it might do to him.

Now that I think about it. How did this happen? He wasn't in the room. Anyways.....

I took my first hit and held it. When the room started to get fuzzy I exhaled and took my second. I don't think I held it for as long this time before I exhaled and took a third hit. I held out for as long as I could before holding my breath and getting ready to go deep. I ended up deeper than I ever imagined.

That awesome orgasmic feeling kicked into overdrive and it was amazing. It kept going and I lost all sense of self and the world. I was nothing and everything at the same time. Adrift on the interconnected network linking all things.

It was at this point things took a bit of a turn, I was a little deeper than I expected and those old thoughts of "is this the moment I become like my uncle" slipped in. I might have gone too far this time. I lost all sense of time and space. My eyes were open but all I could see was a blurry world around me with a feeling of never ending and ever present time. Had it been a few minutes? Days? Months? Years? Decades? I had no way of knowing. I reminded myself that this was going to end at some point and I'd be OK. I didn't really believe it but what more could I do this point than hope I come back and everything is just fine. Next thing I know my dog is looking at me in a panic. We're in this together and we're gonna get through it. He was in my room somehow, seemingly as high as I was. At this point I had forgotten that I had locked him out of the room when I took my hits. I'm still not sure how he got in here.

I decided I needed some help so I opened my door and began running down the stairs to tell my brother I'm a dumbass. The dog followed me staying close. We were in this together I could tell. I apologized to him because this was my choice not his. I felt bad for doing this to him. It was at that moment I realized he was as fucked up as I am, so I said "I'm sorry Bubba we'll get through this together". His names not Bubba but it's a nickname I call him.

We went back upstairs to ride this out together. I had an overwhelming sense that this wasn't necessarily a bad thing. That I had rediscovered a part of life I forgot about. I laid down on the bed and he jumped right next to me. As I laid there petting him and comforting him while he licked my chin, I knew we were gonna be OK. I had an epiphany about the messiness of life and felt more connected to him and to a part of humanity and life I felt as though I forgot about. I had a sense that this was not that out of the ordinary and that part of being a creature was this messy experiential journey where really, we just needed to communicate with eachother. The feeling of interconnectedness and mutual understanding in this moment is difficult to describe. I was humbled and I understood what it really means to experience life. To have difficult moments and to overcome them. He and I understood and trusted eachother completely. This experience, I felt, was not unique but one that countless other individuals have gone through and will go through in the future.

I said to my dog as his panic aligned with my own "tell me about me", "why am I like this?" An overwhelming sense of familiarity and having known him for all of my existence took over me. In that moment he wasn't my dog. He was another consciousness on the same strange journey of life that I was. Scared and trying to get a sense that everything would be OK. Looking to eachother for support in this harrowing moment.

The world was starting to become normal again as I laid there comforting my dog and him comforting me. I spoke to him as though he understood everything. "Damn, I didn't think I was coming back from that one". I wretched and coughed up some phlem. He promptly cleaned my mouth up for me. I was thankfull for that. "Damn, I didn't think I was coming back from that one. Look at my legs, I'm shaking".

The entire time we were laying on the bed he licked my chin as I pet him. Best friends soothing eachother after a  very intense experience. We both began to calm down as I wretched a few more times and giggled a bit. I gagged and laughed. That was a wild one. But it was fun and I went through it with my best friend.

At this point in writing the timer I set before the trip is showing 47 minutes. The whole experience lasted about 10. I can still feel some after effects and my dog is currently laying under my bed, in his safe place. I'm sure he's calming down, self soothing and relaxing. I don't know at this point how he got in here, we both walked out of my room together when I went for help and he seemed as scared and high as I was. After all is said and done, we got through it....together. Not a wholly bad experience but definitely an enlightening one.

Exp Year: 2025	ExpID: 118666
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 34
Published: Sep 15, 2025	Views: Not Supported
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