Wildly powerful rave experience

[Emotionalmosquito]

To give some context, for a few years leading up to this I’d been in the darkest place of my life. I’d recently come off of a moderate to severe kratom addiction, I was barely exercising, sleeping horribly, hateful incel posting, chronically online, severely addicted to gooning (which I’m still wrestling with) and more. 

I was with my autism group at this hipster coffee joint when I noticed a flyer promoting a Halloween costume rave. 

When the day came I was feeling horrendous physically and mentally. I almost called it off. But I ended up going as a makeshift giant used menstrual pad as per my period kink. People seemed to find it hilarious. The party itself was nothing spectacular, or so I thought. It was about maybe 70-90 people rough estimate. A few guys were smooth enough to successfully smooch with some of the girls, my incel nature hated seeing it. But luckily other than that and some people who came as couples there wasn’t a lot of hooking up going on. Majority of us stayed in our lanes. I took off my costume so I could dance like crazy to make sure I got my fifteen bucks worth. There were these two hot zombie girls. They got split up and I ended up dancing right next to one of them for at least an hour. I didn’t get the courage to spin her like I wanted. I kept thinking surely someone is about to come scoop her up if I don’t go for it but nobody ever did, which I’m sure she was quite happy about. There was even this really cuddly gay couple so I decided maybe I’d try seeing if I could do a three way bro hug with them. Couldn’t even get the nerve to try that either. Things are looking like a total flop by this point. 
 

Anyway, the rave comes to a close. Some girl looks like she had a divine revelation from the experience, almost in tears. Something that i wished happened to me. I went back home feeling neutral about the whole thing, nothing special. The next morning I started the day as usual but noticed something was different. I felt 30 pounds lighter and felt 50% better than I had been. As I focused on it, it started moving towards 80, then 90. As it grew more and more I was overcome by what I could only call the holy spirt. I even put it to the test by trying to bring back my old bitterness to slow it down, but it was like trying to dim the sun by throwing snowballs.

I’d planned to visit my friends in a neighboring town that day. On my drive over there I kept having these orgasmic waves of pure love deep in the chest and spine, they were so strong it felt like too much to be contained in a body. I wanted to burst out of my skin and reunite with God. 
 

It blew my mind how one stupid party full of normies and people I would’ve otherwise hated essentially gave me a free mdma trip without the drug. Does everyone get hit that hard? Is that why people like raves?

[Monomachus]

Haha, cool post and funny story🙂 ah the bro hug fail 🙂amazing that it had this affect on you. Yeah, raves tap in to so many unique raw and spiritual energies that just don't exist elsewhere. You can just disappear in to them, into something that's like primordial.