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Experience:700mg DPH (oral) - Went to 700 Club for First Time on DPH

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Date: 3 August 2022

Age: 17

Weight: 65 kg / 143 lbs

Gender: Male

Substance(s) used: 700mg of Diphenhydramine Hcl (28 Benadryl tablets of 25mg each)

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So, during the beginning of summer of 2022, I smoked quite a bit of weed and occasionally vaped nicotine. However, the resources I had for those were low, and I was growing bored of typical psychoactives. As a result of that boredom, I decided that I wanted to try hallucinogens. One night, I was so bored out of my mind that I looked through the cabinets that contained all of the practical medication and stuff like that. I was desperately looking at the ingredients of each product in there, and I discovered that the ingredient Diphenhydramine Hcl in Benadryl has hallucinogenic potential. Before I took any, I of course did research on the compound and the dose I should take. I discovered the 700 club, and immediately counted how many pills added up to 700mg: 28 pills.

So, at around 12:15 am is when I ingested the pills with water, and some minor effects started to appear at around 12:38 am. These effects were just minor physical effects, dehydration, and dry mouth. I am really impatient, and I started to get a bit annoyed at how slow time was moving. The time dilation might have been an effect, I'm really not sure. For a while I was just on my phone, and I would occasionally stand up and walk around to see how heavy I was becoming. Eventually, I started to become incredibly thirsty, and I realized how dry my mouth was. So, at around 12:57 am, I stumbled my way to the fridge to get water and more effects started to appear. I started to get this electrical zap feeling in my head that would not go away for a while. It stayed at least an hour.

There is a window to the left of my fridge, just above the sink. And there was a transparent man, almost like a low-definition generic jpeg image of a guy, who looked like he was floating. His form would constantly change from transparent to more shadow like. He was peeking through the window with his hands above his eyes kind of curled to be able to see through better, but he was doing these weird jerky movements as if he was trying to get out of my sight. Like he was trying to hide quickly, except he would just immediately return to his regular peeking position, several times. This scared the absolute shit out of me, but I remembered that I was thirsty, so I drank some water. I almost instantly forgot about it, but when I redirected my sight from the fridge to the window again, I just remembered all of the sudden.

I figured that I should sit down, because I was starting to feel exhausted, very tired, and quite lightheaded. Staying awake was not difficult at all, but I was beginning to get cold, shivering cold, and the cold makes me incredibly tired. But regardless, I felt wide awake, I could tell I looked wide awake too, I looked in the mirror (in the bathroom because I was pissing very often) and my eyes looked like they were pried open. And pupils as big as pennies, this made me very anxious, but I later forgot that I even looked in the mirror or that I was cold, but the anxiety never really subsided. At around 1:20 am, I returned to the fridge for more water, and as I went to take a sip from the cup I was using, I noticed my hands shaking quite a bit, it was hard just to hold the cup and keep it from leaking off the side of my face due to the shaking. My body also started to feel like 1000 lbs, walking was pretty difficult, so was climbing onto my loft bed.

Near 1:25 am, my memory started to get really bad, I would sit down, stand up, and then forget why I stood up. And that would happen several times in a row, so I'm just standing up and sitting down slowly, repeatedly. I started to notice this weird pattern on the wall that had a cobweb and honeycomb visual effect but was made of several strands of thin transparent string. The strings would rapidly disperse and form this pattern near the place they started, but in several jittery movements. I started to feel like something really bad was going to happen, and it was very strong, for some reason, at the time, this feeling confused me the most throughout the trip, until I forgot about it funnily enough. This also caused me to be incredibly paranoid, I would constantly find myself at a window making sure no one is outside. I would eventually start to notice my motor functions declining, hard, I would forget where my arms were very frequently. I'm positive that they started to decline slightly about half an hour prior to now, but I just thought I was tired. Shortly after my seating episode (Around 1:30 am), I realized I had to take the longest piss I've ever pissed. It felt like I was pissing for 3 and a half minutes straight, and while this pissing journey was in session, I started to talk to the wall, because it was me. Some part of the wall turned into my head, and we started talking. I talked to the wall that was me for who knows how long, I just remember catching myself tweaking, and being incredibly confused at who I was talking to.

I exited the bathroom into my hallway, and started to get my first auditory hallucinations, and everything seemed way darker and blurrier than before. I can only guess what time this was, maybe 1:55 am? I started hearing people yelling and running down some hallway, and they were shouting at me. "I see him, he's just over yonder, come on now, he can't get away" they said in some sort of British accent. At that point I was gone, and I thought I was being hunted in a dungeon. So, before me materialized a bed, I didn't think a thing about it, so I got onto it and then like sunk into it putting me under the bed, which is where I wanted to hide from them. I could see my hallway on the ceiling. There was this dog looking demon creature down the end of my hallway on the ceiling. It looked like it was doing some type of idle animation, and I remember saying, or mumbling something like, "The games haven't started quite yet!". After I said that, I started trying to break the stone walls around me (I don't have stone walls) to escape the dungeon, but it was too late.

They found me, and I remember this sudden submersion of pure coldness, and these voices asking me what I was doing. I tried to focus on the voices, but it was so cold that I just couldn't focus on anything but this extreme coldness. I was awoken out of my dream like state by the sound of footsteps at the bathroom door. Someone asking what I was doing taking a bath this late. I was in the bathtub, and the water was cold as fuck. I managed to gather some words, "I'm get out" or something along the lines of that. So, I never actually left the bathroom. That entire dungeon thing was such blur, I feel as if I only have half of the story, like I can't remember the whole thing. Not surprising I guess; I've heard of people not being able to fully recall events in experiences, so it's most likely fairly common.

I exited the bathroom with my soaking wet clothes, to find that there was no one in hallway. No one said anything, and that was just an auditory hallucination, but that didn't even come across me as weird. I stumbled my way to my room across from my room in the hallway, and I started to see shadow cats at my feet, I tried to pet some, but of course I could not. I tried moving some out of my way with my feet, but I ended up tripping on one (probably tripped over my foot), catching myself with my knee and elbow. When I got into my room, I did change, but I don't remember doing it. The only reason I know is because I woke up with dry clothes on. From the point I first consumed to now, I've had my phone in my pocket. At some point when I was in my room, I lost my phone on the floor and my earbuds, still in the case, lost somewhere else. Once I lost my phone, I stopped checking the time, but from now on to the end, it would be about 2:35 am - 3:25 am.

I spent most of the rest of the time in my bed picking at my bed sheets and talking to imaginary people. Because I would be scrolling on my hand (which I was certain had my phone in it), and I would constantly forget where my phone and earbuds were, I began to see them in my beds sheets, thinking that I just put them down and have to reach and grab them, but end up trying to pinch and grasp my bed sheets in attempt to take them off the sheets. As I got lost in talking to no one and the images and videos on my hand, my cousin, annoyed, asked me why I was talking, and who I was talking to. I wanted to respond, but I couldn't get any words to come out of my mouth. I ended up saying "What?" on accident when I made eye contact with him, even though I heard him clearly, I don't think he said anything back to me.

The last thing I remember is my bathroom turning into a library, and I would start to read the toilet, almost like I controlled each nonexistent layer of the porcelain, that almost looked like shaving cream, to flip. And it was all in some Nordic looking rune alphabet, like futhark, and I was convinced that I was a Viking reading an ancient transcript to meet some god that was like a knock-off Thor. After that I just remember waking up feeling exhausted and a bit shitty physically and mentally. I tripped on Diphenhydramine 8 times after this, my last one being in early October of that year. I've never tried to reach this level of delusion again, the highest I took after this was either 600mg or 650mg, but I vividly remember those experiences being very boring and I just felt like massive shit.

I've tried fap doses several times for music enhancement, but only one of the maybe 4-5 times I've tried was actually worth it. I noticed that songs with lyrics sounded horrid and instrumentals sounded heavenly, most particularly Everlasting by Zenith Lights, which is either breakcore or mashcore. I rarely hallucinated on Diphenhydramine at all after this, I only ever saw occasional centipedes and spiders for one other trip, but hardly any. And I never thought about this, but I never saw any spiders or experienced any formication that I can remember during this experience, but all of my other experiences did include formication and minimal spiders. It really wasn't too bad, because my brain was so absolutely zonked. I'm most likely never going to touch Diphenhydramine ever again, it changed me as a person, made me incredibly introverted and more awkward than I ever was. There is also this weird effect everything has now, it's almost like the light is brighter, but the shadows are darker. I also occasionally have peripheral hallucinations of cats and people to this day, it's incredibly confusing and distracting, but it never scares me or makes me jump. Time is also occasionally altered, it's not a matter of dilation or constriction, but the absence of it all together, almost like it's stopped I guess?? I'm considering that I may have HPPD, but I don't know if I've tripped enough times to develop the disorder. I may just be over analyzing situations and overthinking, but it's definitely something for me to consider.

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