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Date: October 1st, 2014

Gender: Male

Weight: 145 lbs

Age: 18 yrs

Substance: Methoxphenidine

Experience with dissociatives: two solid years of weekly to daily DXM use. That's all.

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After spending years thinking very fondly of DXM, I decided it was time to try another dissociative. I managed to order MXP and spent several hours finding a sweet spot via the Shulgin Method of starting very small and increasing dosage. By the time I reached approximately 75 mgs, I found myself feeling quite nice. My body felt warm and dry, and clean. I had expected something like DXM, but DXM has a much more liquid feel, oozy, whereas MXP felt like cloth. I recall feeling incredibly reckless, acting as strangely as I liked in front of my parents, which provoked them to ask what are you on, as they will. I told them nothing at all and fled to the basement. In the basement, I insufflated I would say 25 more mgs, and put on some music. It was music that I'd never heard before, just something I found on the 420chan dissociative discussion, a man playing guitar. I remember the music not only sounded incredible but felt very good to listen to, nearly orgasmic, in fact I was moaning out loud which provoked my dad to come down and investigate. Normally, I would be much much more cautious, but I'd like to stress that even at a low dose, the sort of dissociation that MXP provides you with may delete all worry/anxiety to a level that is actually dangerous. By the time my dad came downstairs, I was attempting to insufflate more and raise the dose, but was unable to, as he had removed the door from my bedroom earlier that week and therefore I had no privacy. He called the police and what followed is a gigantic debacle involving the police, the hospital (why?) and later the mental hospital but that's all ancient history. During this debacle however, I remember a growing warmth in my head, around the temples, and a wonderful sense of peace. I told the police officer, I feel GREAT, and actually tried to discuss the effects with him, which he had no interest in doing. Normally I have severe social anxiety, but I was able to do both this, and later on I recall telling the two nurses how pretty I thought their eyes were, and then comparing and contrasting their two pairs of eyes for them. I should note that even at this low dose there are spaces which I can't quite remember, or can't remember the order of, but this could also be attributed to DXM use earlier in the week. Also, at a certain point, I'm not sure where it falls on the timeline, I completely exploded, not physically exploded, MXP isn't that dangerous, but emotionally, yelling and screaming in a way that I'm intensely embarrassed about now, like a spoiled little girl.

I would recommend MXP only for an environment void of high suspicions. In low doses, take it with a group of friends who know you are taking a drug. It would probably be very nice in combination with alcohol. I would personally like to combine it with cannabis to negate the anxiety and embarrassment cannabis usually lays on me. In high doses, because it's a dissociative, I'd recommend taking it in either an absolutely safe place in which you're virtually locked away, alone or with only one or two friends.

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