Thought I'd post this because this area of the forum needs more stories! I wrote this a few weeks ago, and I'm planning to trip again tomorrow night.
I enjoy reading others' experiences so I thought I would put mine out there too. Me: female, on the petite side, beginning my 50th trip around the sun. I smoke a littlle weed now and then, until recently I did not know anyone I trusted to try other things with. I tried MDMAa few weeks ago and liked it a lot- but as someone who struggles on and off with depression and anxiety, I am wary of messing with my serotonin receptors too much.
With my trusted friend, I took a 150ug tab at about 8 PM, at home. I was surprised that the paper was so thick, I think I expected it to be rice paper or something. It had no taste and I kept it in my cheek or under my tongue for a really long time before I swallowed it.
After about an hour-hour and a half, I started to feel that things were very funny and became kind of obsessed with a soap bubble that I saw in the shower. Over the next couple of hours I experienced waves of altered thinking.
I would go through periods of feeling more or less lucid, followed by periods of being completely inside my own thoughts. I wrote a lot of notes as I felt like I was badgering my friend for information too much, like he was a tour guide or something. I didn't want to yuk his yum with 120 questions. About 2.5 hours in I was a littlle worried- was I at the peak of my experience, or was I just starting? I was okay and handling it pretty well, but I was kind of obsessed with knowing where I was on the curve of the experience.
What I did was write down some notes on how I was feeling physically and mentally, then I sat down and googled and read some stories online. Then I felt great because it seems like I was not going to be surprised with a sudden increase in intensity- nothing I was experiencing was very out of the ordinary for a "good trip"-and I was able to settle back and just be in the moment.
I didn't really have any visual experiences- there was a moment when it looked like the buttons on the stove were moving slowly up and down, and I was really excited because I hadn't seen anything else unusual, only the world taking on a kind of high-contrast, HD mood. The movement of objects that I perceived didn't last very long.
I had some crazy thoughts/revelations about time, dreams and experience being non-linear, which I tried to write down but they're too badly articulated to share. My friend dozed off in front of the TV and I was happy to spend most of the night quietly thinking and writing. I didn't fall asleep until about 4 am, and I felt great the next day (just a little tired). All week I have felt very calm and happy, no anxiety at all, which is out of character for me.
Went back and looked at some of the stuff I wrote and it was mainly jabber because I didn't want to annoy my friend at the time. It's mostly fairly inane but the funny thing is that I wrote from left to right normally, then wrapped around and wrote left to right, words, letters, everything BACKWARDS til I reached the end of a line, then forwards again. And so on, for pages and pages. LOL!! I did not remember doing that.