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My Immensely Horrifying Trip
Products - Spice-Like Smoking Blends ('K2')
by Leah
Citation:   Leah. "My Immensely Horrifying Trip: An Experience with Products - Spice-Like Smoking Blends ('K2') (exp99834)". Erowid.org. Dec 29, 2019. erowid.org/exp/99834

 
DOSE:
Couple hits smoked Products - Spice-Like Smoking Blends (plant material)

BODY WEIGHT: 130 lb


I did k2 twice and I'm just going describe the second time. These kids and I went for a walk around the apartments by my treatment after getting dropped off there by the cab. My friend and I took a couple hits of k2. I felt it in about 7 seconds. I felt immediately embarrassed and inferior, like dirt. I just tried to keep my head down, my heart beat faster and just kept going faster. When we walked into the office, (in treatment we had to put our bags at the front office then sign in, then go to the main room) my friends signed in then left to the main room. At that point I was in a different fucking world. I couldn't even function. Thoughts bombarded me so much that I separated from reality. All I had to do was sign in, but I just stood there, preoccupied with thoughts like, 'I can't go in there, they'll all laugh at me, they can't see me like this. I'm gonna blow their cover.'

I felt so helpless and scared that I was just shaking, not moving.
I felt so helpless and scared that I was just shaking, not moving.
I didn't want to be by the kids in there so I stayed in the office. When the staff lady came in, I needed to tell her that I was fucked up so maybe she could help me. So I did. She just acted all smiley but I could tell she was nervous.

The feelings got worse and worse and my conscience was shifting every 5 seconds or so. My heart was beating so fast that it hurt. I was feeling immense, disturbing fear everywhere, it enveloped and strangled me. Everywhere I looked came with a whole other set of thoughts. I realized that I was dead and in hell. I was 99.9% sure that I was dead. I thought that hell was an exact copy of earth, except I was going insane, and no one could help me. I was damned to a ring in hell and I thought I could get to a higher level and possibly go to heaven if I could- but wait, I'm in hell, I can't get out. I knew everything, every answer to everything in life and everything I looked at was a realization in life. I thought that I was being punished for every sin I had ever committed individually, so in order to get to a higher level in hell I had to figure out what I was doing in this 'reality'.

While I was thinking all this, the staff were talking to me and I was asking them if I was dead or alive. When I completely became sure that I was dead, this rush of breath-taking power came over me like I was possessed. Then I said, 'I'm a fucking demon' in an utmost bloodcurdling scream at the staff lady. I repeated that a few times, feeling more power each time, but still feeling extremely out of control. I shoved her out of the way of the door and left the building.

When I came outside, my emotions were all over the place. I felt like the world was fake, and everyone in it were just characters toying with me. Maybe four staff ladies came out after me. I was telling them not to remember me as Leah, because that's not who I was. I hated Leah. She was so insignificant, small, soft, and human. I was screaming again, but I don't remember what about this time.

I then broke down crying to god, saying sorry and that I'd believe in him forever and never sin again if he let me go to heaven. I was begging the staff to put me in a mental hospital. I thought I could read everyone's mind. As soon as I thought of what to do next, I forgot it right away and that brought me back down to the bottom level of hell. I could hear all the other demons around me. In my mind you got smarter as you went upwards in hell, knowing the answers, but you must remember them collectively, or else you forget it all and go back to the bottom. I knew the past, future, and present. When I simply looked at someone I knew all the secrets they were hiding.

The staff called the police and the ambulance. When they came, the police cuffed me. I wanted them to. A weird thing is, when the cop cuffed me, he looked familiar. I asked him if he's been in a movie. Then he said, 'which movie?' He put me in the car, then let me out. After that I went in the ambulance. I was let out of the hospital that same day.

After I got home and in the days succeeding, A feeling of supernatural evil fallowed me around. I thought demons were after me. Not feeling safe, I was admitted to the hospital about 5 days after the incident and got on medicine for my delusions. I've been on this medicine for about 10 months, and I'm scared to not take it. K2 opened up a vortex to a disturbing place in my mind that I didn't even know was there. It's still there. It's still there. I'm not scared of my own mind. I don't know if I'm psycho or not. Does that make me psycho? I now remember this to be the worst experience of my entire life.

Exp Year: 2012ExpID: 99834
Gender: Female 
Age at time of experience: 16 
Published: Dec 29, 2019Views: 501
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