It stops my body. I end up sitting curled up and silent on a couch or the floor, having difficulty breathing because it feels like I'll puke. Occasionally I do puke. After ten or so minutes of that, I recover a bit, and my mind kicks in, and it just races and races, insanely and uncontrollably because my body isn't really working at this point and there's nothing to keep it from doing so. I get really depressed like I always do when my mind races, but it's more intense when I'm high because it's a normally unachievable level of mental presence, and I'm already pretty depressed as my standard state of being, so it compounds and feeds on itself and it's a pretty slippery slope. After it wears off, I'm in a horrible mood, which slowly returns to normal over the next four to seven days.
It's just, a bad time. It's interesting, but I've had enough of it.

-Jessy