What should I do ? Any tips before going to 450mg I wanna try something different to make appear more

Ego death was the most intense part of my last DXM trip. The way that I was feeling literally nothing for a while but pure happiness. Then, my thoughts were coming back to me one at a time. Firstly, I remembered that I was in my room. Then that thought completely vanished. Then I realized that I'm at my house. Then I remembered the city I was at that time. After that, I had a clear idea of who one of my friends name is. And then another one... and another...

It was such a beautiful experience. For the last week I was very saturated by the trip I had to the point that I thought I will never need to dex again. But all of a suddent I'm feeling a very strong urge to pop some pills.

My mind feels very dirty and I feel like I'm not the same person I used to be before that trip. Am I delusional or sth or is this psychosis? I will add that I also wanted to do shrooms soon but I'm not feeling comfortable at all and my urge for all drugs is basically gone. Any advice?

Trip report coming tonight after i dose, anyone try anything similar?

Oh god i missed gods hug so much i hope this trip is gonna work but im ashamed i relapsed again. Will having thrown up affect the trip too much or not im kinda feeling it starting rigth now but idk been about an hour since i drank the 2 750mg bottles. Im listening to some chill DJ mix god is here did god make me throw up as a sign to stop???

I just started the come up and I wanted to try taking the pepper. I love talking while on Dxm so if you want to be pals ask me sumthin.

Call me crazy but no substance has ever given me synchronicities like dxm has. It’s almost spooky sometimes. Not something I see talked about here often but it’s probably the most mind shattering thing i’ve had happen to me.

i took around some 300mg DXM HBr and currently am tweaking my fucking mind out right now at party with family and im trying getting to thugging this shit out but it’s not working i need advice how do i look not high off this dose of dxm

I see myself as a connoisseur of substances, pushing the boundaries of what they can offer until they snap back, leaving me face-to-face with the repercussions. It's a dance with danger, where each substance becomes a character in a twisted narrative of pleasure and pain, leaving me both exhilarated and broken in its wake.

My journey through the realms of intoxication has led me to explore the depths of alcohol, the expanses of weed, the surreal landscapes of mushrooms, and the dizzying highs of nitrous oxide, each leaving its mark on my soul. But it was the encounter with nitrous oxide that brought me to my knees, tears mingling with the remnants of fleeting euphoria, a stark reminder of the fragility of the human spirit in the face of substance-induced bliss. Never again.

Ah, the lore of DXM, whispered about as "triple C's" in the hushed tones of cautionary tales. While others ventured into its realm, I veered away, dismissing it as folly even as I found myself lost in the desert of nutmeg's illusions. But curiosity lingered, and the allure of pure DXM beckoned me. With determination, I navigated the urban landscape, weaving through the streets of Detroit until I found what I sought at a Dollar Tree: 15mg tablets of DXM hydrobromide, a portal to another dimension waiting to be unlocked.

In a daring act of experimentation, I consumed fifteen tablets of 15mg DXM HBR, washing them down with the bitter tang of a Coke Zero, each swallow a reminder of the path I had chosen. With patience born of caution, I waited, allowing time to weave its slow magic, hoping to stave off the specter of nausea. Yet, as minutes stretched into an hour, the anticipated euphoria remained elusive, leaving me questioning my choices with each subsequent dose, a futile attempt to breach the barrier between reality and the promised land of altered consciousness.

In a daring pursuit of altered states, I consumed a total of 675 ml of DXM HBR over the course of two hours, chasing the elusive promise of transcendence. Disheartened by the absence of effects, I resigned myself to distraction, losing myself in the glow of my phone screen for hours on end. But just as I surrendered to the embrace of sleep, a sudden eruption of dissociation engulfed me, shattering the boundaries of my consciousness with an intensity that defied expectation, a surreal awakening amidst the silence of the night.

As anxiety tightened its grip on the fibers of my mind, threatening to suffocate my thoughts, I was suddenly engulfed in the swirling embrace of DXM. In that moment of paradoxical clarity, the chaos of my thoughts dissolved into a symphony of kaleidoscopic visions, each thread of consciousness weaving intricate tapestries under the moon's watchful gaze. How could I have forgotten the enchanting dance of perception, where sense and nonsense meld into a harmonious cacophony, a reminder of the boundless depths of human experience?

As the DXM continued to surge through my nervous system, my body trembled with the intensity of its effects, a euphoric wave washing over me like an orgasmic high. Seven hours slipped by unnoticed until the call of nature stirred me from my trance. Standing proved to be a Herculean task, my limbs heavy and uncooperative, a fitting testament to the moniker "robotripping" bestowed upon this altered state. Nevertheless, I navigated the journey to the bathroom, where the simple act of relieving myself brought immense relief, a visceral reminder of the pleasures of release. Returning to my sanctuary, I indulged in the decadent richness of Hershey special dark chocolate chips, their velvety texture melting on my tongue in a sensation akin to divine ecstasy.

As I returned to the embrace of my bed, indulging in six more hours of blissful laziness, I basked in the afterglow of my journey, a lingering sensation of euphoria that softened the edges of consciousness. Though sleep remained elusive, I found myself slowly drifting back to the realm of ordinary perception, the vivid colors of the trip fading into the background of mundane reality. Reflecting on the intensity of my experience, I marveled at the profound effects wrought by a mere $3 investment. For those tempted to tread the path of DXM, I offer a word of caution: heed your limits wisely. In my case, 675ml proved to be a journey through neural pathways beyond my wildest imagination. Stay safe, my friends, and may your explorations be guided by both curiosity and prudence.

Ovi 5.4.2024

whats the difference between extended release hbr and polistrex

(i tried hbr xr as pills but poli only as juice)

Got fucked up on delsym the night before but now the next day I'm even fucking higher Holy shit everything is just awesome

this is like the last week i can trip and then cant all summer til september probably

i got pretty into freebase tabs bc it’s so much cheaper but i started out w hbr syrup and i’m thinking about doing a 5 or 6 oz trip tonight just for old times sake

syrup or hbr or whatever just feels so much prettier and more nostalgic imo

I’m on First Plateau. Someone talk to my ass, there’s ringing in ear’s probably dxm excitoxicity. I just wanna go home😭

last night popped 600mg of dxm (german brand) I was so nauseous after 2 or maybe 3 hours and I ended throwing up and going to sleep, ohhh and I was feeling so itchy I thought I made myself bleeding from scratching

going to try and keep this as short as i can. i understand if this post doesn’t interest others but it is more for myself.

weight this whole period-now: 115-120lbs before this drug i had done weed and shrooms all doses were hbr geltabs.

i first tried dxm back in August of 2023. i posted here my report for my first ever trip. i wish i never tried this drug

at first, it was just 300mg every 2-3 weeks. after a little bit though, i started doing it every week. when i first started it was so magical and fixed all my problems. the music enhancement was genuinely comparable to that of molly. all i wanted to do was get high and listen to music.

after a bit of this though, i got more interested in the plateaus. the way i had seen trips explained seemed otherworldly and i had to experience it. and sadly, they were right. it was awesome. maybe the most fun i’ve had in my entire life. at first, i was tripping off 600mg.

but by the end of September (just about a month and a half-2 months after first ever doing DXM) i was now doing 900mg 3-4 times a week. every day was a battle with my body. if anyone was wondering, yes afterglows stack. and yes redosing dxm during an afterglow will put you in outer space. during this time, i was fully aware of the repercussions of my actions. i have no one to blame but myself.

despite knowing full what what i was doing to myself, i continued anyways. eventually, 1200mg was my standard dose. i was now taking 4 bottles of 20 cough gels 4-5 times a week. do you understand how many pills that is? to this day i have an extreme gag reflex and get nauseous just simply doing the action you would do to swallow a pill of holding your hand with the pill above your mouth and dropping it in. doesn’t stop me tho

late October is where i started seeing dxm start to destroy my life. it started with my grades. initially, i was mostly a B student. my grades during dxm? all Cs Ds and Fs. i was commonly skipping or being an hour or more late to my job. i never had any appetite. i didn’t want to eat because it would take away from that sweet dxm experience!

Halloween. this day changed my perspective about myself forever. see, i was supposed to take my little brother trick or treating, and i was actually looking forward to it. at the time, i had 2 jobs and was in school so i never got to spend time with him. but me being me i fucked it up. i took 900mg dxm on halloween. while walking out the front door i basically face planted straight into the grass and by that point my mom knew. she sat me down on the couch and checked my heart rate, and it was 165 resting. i’ll never forget the look on her face or the worry in her voice asking if i needed to go to the hospital despite me tripping balls. 2 weeks after this i get expelled from school 3.5 years into my high school life. i’m checked into rehab, get out, and continue where i left off

December, i get too cocky. i do 1500mg with some weed. i can’t tell you anything about the trip, but can tell you that i was fully incapacitated and if someone was to torture me right then and there i would have no clue it was even going on. the only thing i remember is my legs shaking uncontrollably at one point and i convinced myself i was having a seizure (i wasnt) but it was not good. the following day i have such a big afterglow my world is spinning uncontrollably and i can’t walk straight and my mom knows whatsup. back to rehab i go.

this time when i get out of rehab, i actually make an effort to better myself. i quit weed for 2 weeks and dxm for a month. for me, dxm cravings get worse over time. it’s easy to quit dxm for 1-2 weeks, but to this day since i started dxm, ive never gone more than a month without it.

now, im going to briefly go over Jan-Mar as most of it was the same. i switched from dxm to doing weed a majority of the time but still using some dxm here and there, but this time it was more similar to my use when i first started. this also didn’t last long. i put myself into a psychosis. during this psychosis, i made some bad decisions. this includes tripping on a certain deliriant that shall not be named for the first time. i know it’s retarded, trust me, i don’t even remember this happening. however, i never did this certain substance again until just a few weeks ago from this day. and i think it’s the worst day of my life

so it’s wisdom teeth removal time. i stopped all drug use a week prior to be safe. but things didn’t go as planned. the surgery itself was fine, but when i got home, things turned pretty ugly. i get home and my mouth is hurting (no shit) and i ask my mom for some Ibuprofen. my dentist is one that gives ibuprofen for wisdom teeth removals and not actual pain killers. probably for the better. back to it, my mom says to wait some. so i wait. an hour. keep in mind i have not taken a single ibuprofen yet. i ask again and she says no again. this time, im a little angry, because my mouth hurts bad as shit and all i want is a tylenol.

the reason i was so upset was because the reason my Mom wouldn’t give me the ibuprofen was because she thought i was going to take it all how i take all these cough pills. i kept telling her you can’t get high off them but it was no use. now before i get into the full situation i understand i am 100% in the wrong. i’ve apologized to my mom so much and i know it’s not her fault at all and i do not blame her, even though it was so easy to want to just blame her for my drug use to allow myself to continue.

after she says no for the 2nd time, i snatch the pills anyways. however, before i can get anywhere, she quickly snatches them bag. and you know what she does? takes the pills, gets into her car, and leaves. now i’m fucking pissed. i’m at home in maybe some of the worst pain of my life stuck at home with 0 medication with so much reason in my head to blame it all on my mom. so, i walked 5 minutes from my house and got dxm. this will make the pain better right? i did indeed. and then i caused the worst pain i think ive ever given both my mom and myself. after i took dxm i smoked some weed and past that i honestly do not remember much. i took those special pink pills again that day as well. and alcohol. there was a lot of yelling… a lot of throwing… i regret so much. it was only my mom and me at the house. i regret it so much and i hardly even know what i did. things are still affected very much from this day.

i only remember near the end of the trip, because i begged my mom to call an old therapist, and she did. we went right there. sat in his office and sobbed and didn’t say a word for about 20 minutes. it was the most vulnerable i’ve felt in my entire life and it honestly felt refreshing

please if there’s anything you can learn from this just be careful guys. this shit can spiral so quickly. i think my post history may be proof of that. dxm has genuinely ruined so many of my relationships with friends and family, im expelled from school now, my reputation within my family is nothing but a junkie.

even after all these experiences i still have so much urge to do dxm. why? why do i feel this way towards it? i know this is a very brain rot statement but i genuinely feel comfortable with dxm. it feels like a friend. it gives me confidence or it puts me in a place where confidence isn’t needed, and im in love with this drug. its so addicting. i’m so messed up for liking this drug that has caused not only myself but my loved ones so much pain that i can’t really be forgiven for. i am over 3 weeks clean from it right now but who knows how long that’ll last. if it matters to anyone, in this stage my standard dose is back to 300-400mg. and for those who say to do real drugs - since starting dxm i’ve experimented it pretty much most drugs you can name besides the major stuff like heroine and fent, and i’m still yet to try Ketamine.

i’m begging you guys to not think of this as just a fun high, dxm is genuinely a harder drug than some stereotypical hard drugs and i will die on this hill

The post-peak antidepressant effects from the DXM and the euphoria from the kratom is absolutely amazing. You'll never have felt better.

afterglow is great but sometimes when im feeling like a smoothbrain i ignore proper harm reduction and do another 3rd-4th plat dose within 10 hours of the last one, and instead of getting afterglow i get this feeling of random, unexplainable sadness/emptiness, like a punishment for not practicing proper harm reduction lmfao

Last time I tripped literally nothing happened but an impossibly to urinate for 6 hours. Fuck soldiers I'm afraid I've reached my limit. 1999 - 2016 estimated Robotrippr 300/500 full disassociation. Anyone else just not getting that magic after way too many years of edge dancing?

Suggesstions?

I’m off Like 450 mg rn. Im so supportive of my friends band dude i hope they do well. They been playing outside of stores and making like $100+ a day and random employees and shoppers love em. theyre still in highschool. I’m excited for em man im off 450 i hope i get to see them play tmr they fr got Some stuff going for them. GEEEKINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN 👅👅👅👅👅👅👅👅

I barely get reddit wtf is discord. Is there a different link

Had hydroxyzine this morning and last night and didn’t take much dxm only 3 robotabs, anyone know how bad that is? On the drugs.com interaction checker it said moderate but effects are nothing that out of the ordinary. You think I’m good or should I not take anymore? 50mg of hydroxyzine last night and and 25 today

I drank 5oz of delsym like 3 hours ago and i feel all of like nothing, am i just being in patien?

Damn today was a great fucking day to be on dex how yall been