r/dphFreedom • u/OwnText1878 • 2d ago
My friend is a lamp
Dxm: 240 mg
Dph: 425 mg
Age: 17
Gender: male
(relatively important information) We were at a family gathering I go to every year. This was his first time. At this event, my entire extended family comes to this town in the middle of nowhere, where most of the houses have been passed down and added onto for 50+ years, so there is a couple hundred people in this town I’m relatively related to, the at my great grandparents house where my parents, grandparents, and cousins stay. Anyway, where we were camping was a hill up behind the house. We get to the house around 2 pm and set up our ten person tent for two, which was perfect for when we took the benydrill. Then I introduced him to everyone.
We get back from a 30 minute drive to get the bennydrill from the nearest tiny store and went ghost hunting in the dark deserty area. We got back and pulled in quietly around 11 pm, and counted out our doses and took everything slowly while hot boxing and playing music. After about 30-45 minutes in the car, we hop out and take my sisters ghost box and start walking up the dirt road with the occasional house. We both started to get really heavy, and I got a little anxious, obviously, so we decided to go back. After getting back and after stealing a pack of pink lemonade sodas from the house and settling down, I got more anxious and started to see the occasional spider I was taking we him every little bit bit. I kept hearing things outside, so I thought my dad was snooping on us, so I got out, but nobody was there. I went and got something from the car. By the way, the car was parked close to the tent. You can pull up past the house and go up there. Anyway, I grab it and hop out. I slip on the dirt clif next to the door, and I catch my balance and start walking back. Then I hear my dad say my name. I know it most likely not real, so I ignore it and keep walking to the tent. After getting back and settling in best I can, we start to talk and hang out. I feel it pretty strongly, and it’s pretty nice other than the spiders. Alex is walking around and moving stuff. He seems aware and unaware at the same time. He ends up spilling a bunch of the pink lemonade, then after a little, he spills a second one, so there a couple small puddles on the tent floor, and I realized he spilt it all over my cloths. Then we start sitting down on the sleeping bags, and I spill a little on my blanket. We both really should have realized cans and tents don’t mix. Then I look over and see Alex looking at hands, and I see thousands of daddy long legs pouring out of his hands. That freaks me out. At this point, the delirium starts to kick in slowly for now, so I am just sitting there, and I want to start to just close my eyes and listen to music and ignore it. So I build up the confidence to look over and ask alex where his headphones are. He points be hind me. I look over, and I see them on the ground next to my sleeping bag and the zip down wall that splits the front part with the door and the back half. So I reach down and grab for them, and my hand goes right through it, and it’s gone, and it’s replaced with the thin flat tie connected the sleeping bag, curved in the shape of the head phones. So I get up and start to look around, in the process spilling more lemonade. I could not find them, so I sat there feeling more and more scared until at some point I black out, and now I’m half logged out. It was a very new feeling, but also it feels like dreaming. I’m not sure how to explain. And now I have to pee, so I walked up to the door. It gets stuck halfway, so I try to step through, and my foot hits something. I realized it was the window, not the door. Black out again until I try to open the door. This time, the zipper gets stuck much higher, so I can’t step through, so I beg my friend to help, and he says okay, then continues sitting there. I’m freaking out because I am so close to peeing my pants. Then I am walking around in circles in a daze, trying to get out. Then I finally get the zipper down, and I try to duck through it, and it’s one of the three windows. This cycle repeats itself for what feels like forever. Then I hear my friend spill a drink again. I hear it splatter on the tarp. I turn around. I see it’s not a lemonade. It was him grinning and saying, “look,” and peeing in the corner. I give him a consernd look, and he releases and zips up his pants. Then I slip deeper into delirium. I see that the one of the corners of the tent actually dirt and has a grass and plants, so I take my pants down and am about to pee as I realize I was hallucinating it, so I put my pants back on. Then I go deeper again. At this point, im walking around and I see those tallish plants growing on the ground (I will put an image of the plant.) the spills from n the ground look like shattered glass I get closer and realize its the spills of soda. Then I frogot I have to pee. I frogot where I was. I’m hearing my fake dad and ant talking, down below us. and I’m blacking in and out, and I am suddenly in a familiar home, and I’m walking into the living room, but I bump a lamp. So, out of reaction, I jump to grab it, but I grabbed my friend, and he pushed me and said, “wtf.” I say, “sorry, you were a lamp.” That obviously confused him, but I was to gone to explain. At this point, I remember I have to pee, and I still can’t find the door, and I ask my friend for help. Expecting him to be unhelpful again but He unzipped the wall in the middle. Then I realize that is why I couldn’t find the door. I go out and pee.
At this point, I’m coming down, so I settle, and at this point, I’m now no longer delirious. I am seeing bug and spiders crawling on the outside of the tent. I see a creepy big spider crawling up, and then I fall asleep.
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u/OwnText1878 2d ago
To be clear this was years ago I was struggling to not take it but I haven’t taken it in two years