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A Trip to Hell and Back
Citation:   Chris. "A Trip to Hell and Back: An Experience with Ketamine (exp96393)". May 14, 2019.

  insufflated Ketamine (powder / crystals)
It was a warm summers morning in the UK. I had come into a rather large sum of money thanks to a tax return and decided to treat myself to a large bag of ketamine. As a user for nearly two years I was pretty comfortable with taking the drug and 1 gram was not an unusual ammount to take. I took it in large quantities to achieve the maximum trippy results and they were always beautiful. But not on this night.

I was out with a friend, D, who was an on-and-off ketamine user. I had been having a few relationship problems and wanted to take my mind off them.
I had been having a few relationship problems and wanted to take my mind off them.
We sat on a bench in the middle of the local woods and I offered him a large line. Well in excess of a gram. He declined and only sniffed a small amount. I estimate it to be less than 0.5 grams. I added an extra gram or so to the line and snorted that bad boy up.

Immediatly my left eye felt like it was about to explode. I knew this meant I was in for a heavy trip from past experiences but luckily I didn't live too far away and said ''We need to go, I'm going to trip hard''. He suggested we stay for a little while longer. I knew it was a bad idea but we sat there for a while anyway. About 2 minutes later, he said he could feel it kicking in hard, I told him I could feel it too. This ketamine was clearly stronger than any we had taken before.

We set off immediatly back to our house, as soon as we hit the main road my body began to resist my movement. I held on to a wall, I felt as though I had been hit with a sudden gust of hurricane force wind. As the resistance grew stronger against my body I said... ''I'm going... I'm going... I'm gone...'' the next thing I remember I'm on the next street and my friend was hiding behind a tree, looking frightened for his life. He had obviously called a friend who lived not far away called L and he arrived. I remember him asking me if I had tried to assault D. ''No, he's my friend'' I was laying in an off-street to the main road. Luckily no cars we're around. I remember walking off the road to the main road, walking up to speeding cars, narrowly avoiding being hit several times, the traffic was honking at me and I was trying to offer something to them. I thought I was at work. I was trying to sell cars to passing cars.

L called another friend who lived next door to me, S, apparently I was lashing out with my arms at anyone who got near me and S was a heavily built fellow, who had before restrained me when I was on a booze fueled rampage in the town. He arrived, I had laid back in the middle of the side street. I remember him walking down with the most bemused look on his face. Me layed in the road, D hiding from me, clearly tripping badly from whatever I had just put him through. I was lead home by S and I layed in my bed.

That wasn't even the worst of it.

I woke up in bed, with only faint memories of what had happened earlier that day. I phoned my friends that night and thanked them for looking after me then phoned my girlfriend telling her what had happened. I still had more than a gram left in the bag and I said to her, ''I don't wish this on anyone, I'll finish it now then I'll never do it again''. I was right.

Because what followed after that line was nothing short of confusing. All I remember was being on the phone to her some time later. I looked over to my bedroom door to see a police man and women and paramedics standing at my doorway. This was no trip, this was real. I put the phone down and greeted them. The policewoman spoke to me, me family had left the house and called them. Apparently I had walked through the living room, shouting gibberish and swinging my arms around. I had no idea of this.
I had walked through the living room, shouting gibberish and swinging my arms around. I had no idea of this.
I was lead out to a waiting ambulance and I walked cautiously around it. They asked me to get in. The policewoman accompanied me. I apologised profusley throughout the journey. I assured them I needed sleep and that I would be ok. I spent some time at the hospital. They didn't treat me, nor did I deserve it. My mum took me home.

Since then I have stayed away from any drug. I now live with my girlfriend and have a great job.

I never went back to the darkness again.

I was done.

Exp Year: 2010ExpID: 96393
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 22
Published: May 14, 2019Views: 1,428
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