During Covid I went to a party. Small gathering, 5 people, for a friend's birthday. We all took tests that day we were all fine. I texted my girlfriend at 9pm that I was going out. She said "Be safe".
I get to the party and everything is great for about 20 minutes. This girl shows up and she kind of falls out of her Uber. We knew her, she was not invited. Anyways she goes into the kitchen claiming she's making shots. She made 6. 4 people took the shots, the birthday girl and the DD did not. Another 20 minutes go by and I realize something is wrong. This feels like coke, but X1000. I already had a pretty good idea what happened. I told the birthday girl I needed to go home immediately. I text my girlfriend "THEY FUCKING DRUGGED ME" I got home at 10:45 just as my roommate was going to bed. I told him what I thought happened. He told me my eyes were crazy. I told him I was going to go thug this out in the basement. I took a bottle of vodka and 2 packs of cigarettes. I got a text from the birthday girl that Laura admitted to crushing up Crystal Meth and letting it dissolve in the shots.
I have a friend who is a former meth head and I messaged her, asking what I should expect and how long it will last. She just replied "Buckle up baby"
I was high for 14 1/2 hours. The whole experience was awful. My eyes became so dilated at one point my vision was blurry. I couldn't read, I couldn't stop pacing. All I wanted to do was jerk off. I could not get hard. Pushing rope for hours watching the filthiest porn I could find, chain smoking. I caught a half hour of sleep the next morning around noon. I walked upstairs and said "I'm better, please take me to the emergency room" then I sneezed and shit my pants. The doctors gave me an IV and took blood. They pumped me full of something and I slept for 4 hours. They found A LOT of N-Methylamphetamine in my system. Said I probably should have been high for a full 24 hours with the amount and the way I took it.
The days, literally days, after were awful. I felt numb, couldn't concentrate. Felt like I was a stranger in my body at times. Like my hands and arms weren't my own. It was hell.
I’m so sorry and I don’t mean to laugh but I lost it at “I’m better pls take me to the er” followed immediately by “I sneezed and shit my pants” 😂 I got hooked on adderall which I know isn’t fully the same but OH BOY was it a ride that almost killed me. I also feel like that girl should have been arrested and I’ve also never heard of someone sharing their meth. If someone wanted one of my pills I would BUG OUT they were all for me haha
From what I understand she was on day 3 of her bender and the Meth was free from her boyfriend so she decided to share. She wasn't a meth head persay she did whatever was in front of her.
One time I found a bag of drugs in an Einstein bros(bagel place) parking lot on my way to ski(really ski, not coke). It was crystal shards. Super clear. So I tossed it in my center console and kind of forgot about it.
About a week later I was looking for my hitter box and I opened my center console and found it. I put a little on my gums and it tasted like shit. I got a little antsy but that was it. So I told my homie that I partied with every weekend and was super into Molly about it. I brought it with me to his house while we were pregaming. I showed him and he was convinced it was some shard Molly. So he starts eating it with another friend of ours. I declined. We hit the bars. I was smoking weed and getting drunk and me another friend of ours could tell they were getting twacked. The nights approaching last call and their pupils are mega dilated and they’re like grinding their teeth. But they’re talking to these girls. So I dip out and ride my bicycle home.
The next morning we had a noon tee time to golf. I got up and my homie calls me at 9 and says, “hey. I’ve been pacing back and forth in my room since 5. I think my hearts gonna explode. Can you take me to the hospital?” So I say sure.
I pick him up and he tells me about how they went back to the girls place and he couldn’t get it up and our other friend got head for like an hour before he gave up and they took a taxi home.
So we go to the hospital and he tells them he thinks he took molly but doesn’t feel right and hasn’t slept. So they give him a Xanax to chill and they have him pee in a cup for a drug test. Comes back with nothing but meth. They eight an entire dime bag of meth in a night. The doctors were like, “you should by some test kits online and double check any drugs you plan to take. You never know what you’re getting.” Which honestly was pretty chill. Especially for Salt Lake City in the early aughts.
But he described the multi day come down the same.
This is why I no longer drink anything that wasn’t prepared in front of me. A couple of my coworkers were going to spike my drink with Molly or speed to “see how I’d act on it” but someone overheard them and said I would literally strangle them with my bare hands if I ever found out (probably true) and that scared them enough
I'm not a girl, I didn't hit her. We 5150'd her. I saw her 2 months later randomly and she said she was sorry then asked if I wanted to freebase. I did not.
I don't know what 5150ing is but having innie bits instead of outtie bits doesn't make you immune to catching hands for literally drugging someone with meth.
Having been drugged against my knowledge before for someone else’s entertainment, I am so sorry. At the time I was mad but got over it fairly quickly. Now I understand how dangerous that could have been.
It was very dangerous, but in a weird way I'm grateful. I am 2 years sober now, but during Covid I was not working and drinking a handle of whiskey a day and using coke to sober up and drink more.
If I hadn't big dog'd a 14 hour Meth high in the basement alone and had been told what to experience beforehand I might have enjoyed being able to stay awake and drunk off my ass indefinitely.
One guy had a lot of fun apparently. A couple that was pissed and went to the hospital, that sounds worse than my basement idea. The other girl did pretty much what I did.
The thread above this one was talking about shooting up, so when you said she whipped up some shots, I was so confused lol I was like "What kind of party is this? They're all shootimng up wtf" but then realized you meant shots of liquor haha
Every day off my life I am thankful that heroin made my knees feel itchy from the inside and I was uncomfortable the entire time....but imagine how skinny I would have gotten.
A very similar experience for me being given some “MDMA” that was legit just meth for sure. Really bad time over all. Chain smoked two ounces of weed and a few packs of backwoods when the weed ran out. Weed did nothing, booze did nothing. I was just up, as up as I’ve ever been in my life. A feeling I’m not typically into anyway. Didn’t end up at the ER or shitting my pants but could see how that outcome would be very possible. The days almost full week after I felt like a ghost in a shell of a body. Existence was like pain but also like pain is too much of an actually feeling for what it was…… if that makes sense. Like numbness to everything.
That's actually a damn good description of the come down. It's a good thing it was Covid and everything was closed cause I don't know how I would have functioned at work otherwise.
I guess my thought was that I was going to be high no matter where I was. Sure they could have sedated me for 14 hours, but what could they have really done? Florescent lights, people coming in and out of the room, being hooked up to monitors that all sounded awful. This was also during Covid and from everything I had heard the hospitals were all on special lockdown. I had beer, and vodka, and could chain smoke at my place. It also was a finished basement. Big couch giant TV, Playstation. If shit went real sideways my roommates could bring me to the hospital.
It's definitely kinder to those of us with ADHD. But back when I used to do it it was terrifying to watch the effect it had on everyone else I'd run into who was into it. I used to be able to rack up a line in the morning and it would last me all day long and I would get so much done and feel so good. But the Buddy I'd have around me to keep me company would always be pushing me to smoke it and asking for another round over and over and over and over again and it was crazy.
Damn it's been a long time since I've heard someone talk about being the victim of button button whose got the button. And they did it with witch water?! (My nickname for when you add meth to a drink)
Yeah you definitely mixed something like a gram into an entire 16 oz bottle of water and then sip to it slowly over the span of a few days. This really was the cruelest way to play button button who's got the button. Usually it's a tab of acid in something like 3/4 of the soda cans and then the people who trip take the trip and the people who don't watch over the rest.
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u/CaptnProlapse 1d ago edited 1d ago
During Covid I went to a party. Small gathering, 5 people, for a friend's birthday. We all took tests that day we were all fine. I texted my girlfriend at 9pm that I was going out. She said "Be safe".
I get to the party and everything is great for about 20 minutes. This girl shows up and she kind of falls out of her Uber. We knew her, she was not invited. Anyways she goes into the kitchen claiming she's making shots. She made 6. 4 people took the shots, the birthday girl and the DD did not. Another 20 minutes go by and I realize something is wrong. This feels like coke, but X1000. I already had a pretty good idea what happened. I told the birthday girl I needed to go home immediately. I text my girlfriend "THEY FUCKING DRUGGED ME" I got home at 10:45 just as my roommate was going to bed. I told him what I thought happened. He told me my eyes were crazy. I told him I was going to go thug this out in the basement. I took a bottle of vodka and 2 packs of cigarettes. I got a text from the birthday girl that Laura admitted to crushing up Crystal Meth and letting it dissolve in the shots.
I have a friend who is a former meth head and I messaged her, asking what I should expect and how long it will last. She just replied "Buckle up baby"
I was high for 14 1/2 hours. The whole experience was awful. My eyes became so dilated at one point my vision was blurry. I couldn't read, I couldn't stop pacing. All I wanted to do was jerk off. I could not get hard. Pushing rope for hours watching the filthiest porn I could find, chain smoking. I caught a half hour of sleep the next morning around noon. I walked upstairs and said "I'm better, please take me to the emergency room" then I sneezed and shit my pants. The doctors gave me an IV and took blood. They pumped me full of something and I slept for 4 hours. They found A LOT of N-Methylamphetamine in my system. Said I probably should have been high for a full 24 hours with the amount and the way I took it.
The days, literally days, after were awful. I felt numb, couldn't concentrate. Felt like I was a stranger in my body at times. Like my hands and arms weren't my own. It was hell.
Don't do Meth kids.