I dosed the DXM. I remember feeling anxious and somewhat regretful. “Why did I do this?” I thought.
For a while now I have been thinking about doing a trip, and the main intention for the trip was to enjoy and give myself the experience of having a solo good trip. I reminded myself that I thought this through, I could always end the trip, and I might as well see where it goes and plan for the best. Anxiety didn’t gain me anything.

As the hour went on, I began to feel a buzz. It’s almost that feeling once you snort a drug. You don’t feel it instantly, but you get the rush from the act of snorting. Similarlly, I felt a sort of buzz from ingesting the drug. Something was coming, and I felt it.

I began to feel… sort of wonky. That disso “woahhh” I’m sideways, type feeling. I remember I was trying to keep voicenotes of my feelings before hand and during, and I felt mostly sober and I didn’t have many visuals. But when I started to try and make another voicenote, I realized how not sober I was.

As time continued, I began to feel a light weight taken off me. My back pain (from an injury), was starting to become relieved, everything became more floaty and lighter. I felt everything have a slight glow to it.

I walked around a bit and finished prepping my room for the trip. I also prepared the 2CB for dosing. I had been waiting to put on my tripping music, and began playing emo rap (Lil Peep, XXXTentacion, Juice WRLD, etc) and singing along with it. Sounding drunk as I sung.

I don’t vape normally. But on special occasions I’m okay with me doing it. I bought a vape special for the trip and have gotten rid of it since the end of the trip. I remembered from now and going on I started to step outside, sit in a plastic chair in the backyard, and vape. I listened to music, looked at nature, and enjoyed the sun on my skin. The heat felt nice on DXM. I began to feel temperature dysregulation from the DXM. I noticed this because while it was decently warm outside, although not hot, I felt a bit chilly. Going inside my room, I kept changing the AC to adjust. I finalized on 20c (eventually going to 19c), and wearing a hoodie while inside and out. I kept myself drinking water, and enjoyed the music. I meditated for parts of it and listened to music for other parts of it.
At promptly at 1:00PM, I dosed the 2CB.
I made sure that mentally I was ready for it. I felt it was the right call. I felt okay. I felt confident. I had worked through most of my anxieties.

This was a interesting time. I started to feel a come up from the 2CB, and as the DXM had begun to peak around 1:00PM, it was quite pleasant. I kept expecting nausea, yet it never came. I kept a bag next to me, ready to throw up, but again, it never came. I was very happy about this, I am very sensitive to nausea and prone to throwing up.

The DXM peak is pleasant as always. A dissociated state of drunkenness, anxiety relief, light dissociation. It was not a heavy dose, light plat one, and I did this for a reason. I started to feel a buzz and body high build from the 2CB, my visuals starting swirling and geometric patterns starting to come about. My floor started to have patterns, not geometric, but almost grouping together of random mixes of stones and designs. It was incredible.

I used the equivalent of 2 nitrous cartridges. This is what really kicked off my trip. The 2CB was kicking in so fast, it was hard to tell if I was ingesting nitrous or if I was just getting higher. It was both. I knew this because I had the taste and feel of nitrous, and the out of body “woah” bliss experience. At one point, I used the canister and I tasted blood. I got super confused and became worried at what had happened. Standing up and looking into the mirror, I realized I was picking my lips and as a result began to bleed. The bleeding had spread onto the canister. I cleaned up, and started to drink more water and it mostly went away. I am proud of myself for not panicking and being very rational about this. I think the 2CB helped guide me in this and the DXM took the edge off of the anxiety for it. The nitrous as I said, kicked off the trip, and when the nitrous was over, I was peaked on 2CB. I always feel it goes like this. It just transitioned me from a small high, to tripping. Or as my friend called it, “Nexuswalk” (Nexus + Robowalk, like Nexusflipping)

I began to feel the 2CB more and more and peaked very fast for it. I suspect that is because I had practically fasted for the day, and only ate 2 piece of bread in the morning. 2CB felt like a mdma-roll with visuals of a swirly beautiful phenethylamine. I finally turned on my tripping playlist, laid in bed, and enjoyed. Looking up at the top of my bunk bed (I am on the bottom bunk), the cardboard under the mattress had a beautiful geometric design. Something right out of a psychedelic replication, it was a Aztez octogon-like design. It kept fading in and out and repeated up and down the mattress. I watched it move, and laughed at how amazing it was. I remember looking out the window and enjoying the sights, I walked around the bedroom and watched things move and turn and swirl. It was a psychedelic after all.

Everything was vibrant, it shimmered and glowed. It was beautiful. I felt a practically MDMA high. I felt a natural love and happiness inside of me, I loved myself, I loved life, and even at one point wrote this down “Enjoy the time you have.” I wiggled and rolled around in bed, under a light blanket for comfort, hood up, and speaker blasting Tame Impala and other Psytrance music.

The DXM synergized so well with the 2cb. It certainly enhanced the visuals and gave a sort of dissociative spin to it. It felt like dissociated flavored psychedelic visuals. I didn’t have glitching, teleporting, nothing like that. But everything still had a wonky drunkness to it, a ketamine like enhancement. I felt the headspace of a dissociative but almost guided by a empathogen. I felt a bit dissociated, a bit out of body, with tracers and shimmering, it was the perfect synergy.

Over the course of the hour, I had some negative thoughts come in. I made sure to break these thoughts down, acknowledge they are irrational, and put them aside. I meditated for parts of it to do this, and distracted myself/changed up the vibe for other parts of it. This was greatly effective and I’d say very little of the trip was effected, and most of all I did not spiral or just “feel the trip was ruined” by a fleeting negative thought. Which would cause even more bad thoughts.

I every so often stepped outside to the plastic chair and vaped. I love nature and nature on these drugs was amazing. Everything felt so vibrant and pretty, I saw patterns in the grass and stone walls and it was very enjoyable. I wanted to go outside but was waiting to make sure I didn’t get sick and I could handle the full peak, before going out. I sat in the chair, leaned back, and felt very happy and at peace with myself and my consciousness.

I went outside and had one of the best times of my life. I went down to the park and just stared at the trees and grass. It was beautiful. It was much of the same visuals, but enhanced by the bright light and nature. The grass kept forming patterns and shapes, the rocks moved and flowed, everything had tracers. My earbuds were in and played Psytrance.

I continued to focus on loving myself and being happy with where I am at life. I focused on loving life and being proud of myself. I kept saying “I needed this”, and that was so true. The body high of DXM and 2CB worked so well together, the visuals were perfect, the headspace was perfect. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.

The body tempature was uncomfortable but not actively. I didn’t notice it much but at times I tried to figure out if I should cool down, or warm up, depending on my ac. It was hard to judge where I was at and I tried my best to stay cool. For example, I took off my hoodie when going outside.

I snacked on grapes, popcorn, and other candy. It was very pleasant and I heavily enjoyed it. I just wanted to note this as I did not get nauseous from any of it, and it tasted amazing. It enhanced the flavor and was novel to me, as was everything else I saw.

The come down wasn’t so bad. I started to sober up very fast and was confused at how fast I was becoming sober. By 4:30, I had sobered up nearly entirely except for a “buzz.” I had expected Oral 2CB to last longer, but I do understand I took a low dose of both. I felt good mentally, but I became uncomfortable with the present reality. It felt off… I was tired, but happy with a 2CB/DXM afterglow that was quite pleasant. This was reminding me of the beginning of my last ego death, and I decided I wanted to stay in a chill relaxed headspace and keep up the good times. I dosed 100mg gabapentin, and 300mg an hour after that. This took the edge off and I felt much better. I watched Breaking Bad, played music, and hung out.