Hello my dear light beings...
Before I begin, let it be known that I acknowledge that what I did was not okay, and I paid the price for it. The lesson was learned well.
I have some experience with insufflated ketamine, and the most I had done prior to this was 140mg, which yielded a beautiful, mindblowing experience just 3 weeks ago. I was contacted by some sort of entity that called me to the jungle and assured me my path is true to myself.
This time I went in with 150mg, insufflated. The reason why I say I disrespected the substance is because I didn't go in with a clear intent, and did not prepare myself properly. My headspace was not clear. It might sound ridiculous to some people, but a large portion of what I was about to experience had to do with a video game I had played the last 3 days, called Apex Legends (a shooter where basically a bunch of people drop into a huge area and the idea is to be the last one alive).
I divided the 150mg into two parts - one 90 and one 60. In went the 90, and then 5 minutes later the 60. As I started losing grip of reality, I realized that leaving the window open is a bad idea, but it was too late to get up and close it. Same goes for my PC, which was on at that time.
The outside noise, combined with the noise my PC makes, got amplified and distorted greatly, as is expected with K. I tried focusing my mind on the questions that bothered me (mainly if I should change my job now or wait it out), but slowly I realized this time it wasn't as easy to control my thoughts as last time. Soon I found out the latter was a major, major understatement.
I started losing control over my focus and my mind started racing through many subjects, but most prominently the game I mentioned. I was forcefully thrusted into the mentioned huge area with many other people, and it was a battle for my life. I had no clear hallucinations, but the feeling was exactly that. I recognized it immediately, and tried to dismiss it, and to ground myself that I am in my bed, on ketamine, and there is no "zone" (the area in this game is referred to like that). Sadly I soon realized my mind was being forced into believing I am in fact inside the zone. A sense of worry and distress took over completely. Fear spread it's tentacles and grabbed me firmly.
Over and over again I tried to dismiss this feeling and resurface to take a breath of calmness, and I only succeeded so for a split second before submerging back into this hellish digital realm. I tried just letting go several times and breathing deeply, but a sense of intensifying distress was taking over immediately. I was looking for a way to crack the code and transfer myself into a different plain of imagination. Somewhere nicer, with no enemies and threats. I did not succeed.
Approximately an hour into the experience (my wildest guess), the usual for ketamine body tremors started. Their frequency and intensity kept rising until it was an all-consuming vibration that took over my entire being. My body and mind were vibrating with an extremely high frequency. It was unpleasant, to say the least. Then I felt something that I had never felt in my previous ketamine experiences - my hands were paralyzed in an unnatural position. I tried squeezing my fists but felt the tension and resistance. I forced myself to focus my vision on my right palm and I saw it clenched in a very unnatural, deformed way. Cold sweat all over the body, with partial paralysis all around.
A thought of me vomiting and suffocating in my own vomit crossed my mind, as I've heard people have purged from ketamine. I immediately took over the recovery position. My entire body was shivering and vibrating in an extremely unpleasant way. I felt like I was lying on one of those industrial construction vibrating plate machines they use to flatten gravel out - it was almost painful. I apologized a hundred times in my mind, as I was unable to actually speak (my mouth and face were numb, and I could feel my face muscles, especially those around my mouth, clenched and paralyzed in an equally unnatural way as my hands were).
"Please, please, please, don't kill me...I'll never do that again. I promise. Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me."That was on repeat in my mind for a good 5 minutes, and then I slowly started feeling my hands again. After a few more minutes I could move them. In 5 minutes they were not paralyzed anymore, just completely numb and cold. 30 minutes later I shakily wobbled to the toilet and took a piss while wondering why am I such an idiot...
I know exactly why this game had such a strong presence in my trip - it's because I had procrastinated other stuff to play it. I hadn't learned almost any Spanish in the last 2 days. Hardly any exercise. The weather outside was fantastic, and I was stuck to my stupid game at home. I was letting my focus shift away from the important things to the unimportant ones. Running away from responsibility and the dull reality of life in the metropolis...
"I thought you wanted to play the game, huh?! HERE - PLAY IT REAL GOOD...ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? IS THAT FAR ENOUGH FROM REALITY FOR YOU?!"...That's what I got out of this ketamine experience. It really showed me that if I let myself get consumed by trivial and non-important things then I shall pay a price for that. It also reminded me that I should be eternally grateful for being alive (as I was after resurfacing from the depths of confusion and oddity). It reminded me that my body will be here only for a short amount of time, and that I should spend that time with things that give meaning to my existence. Things that expand my perspective and help me be a better version of myself.
This is the first time I approach ketamine so immaturely and irresponsibly, and is definitely the last time too. It was an extremely frightening and unpleasant experience that I don't want to have ever again.
If there's one thing to take from all of this -
respect the substance. You can lie to yourself, but you can't lie to the substance. It will break you down and show you what you did wrong. It might be in a very vague and indirect way, as was this one, but it may very well be as direct as telling you in your face.
I have a newfound respect for ketamine. The pure bliss I had experienced 3 weeks prior is in polar contrast with this dark and unpleasant experience. I am constantly reminded that the balance must be kept.
With humbled gratitude and love,
Nydex