I started taking Methadone ten years ago, when I was 28. Three times I tried to end this drug circle and I didn’t made it. I was depressed, without motivation, I had a problem with my communication, with my friends and my family. I tried to withdraw on my own, for three times, but unsuccessful.
One day I asked myself: Why wasn't I strong enough to handle the pain? Why I don’t have an energy to do it?
Back than I was taking 150 mg Methadone on daily basis. This was very depressing. I had heard about Ibogaine I decided to take it. I got my motivation back with bio energy treatments and I succeed to reduce my daily dosage every day and finally I came to 0mg.
It was one of the most difficult, yet rewarding, experiences of my life. I had heard the substance described as the final way out of drugs but, of course, I did not believe it. I took Iboga in my sister apartment who is energy therapist. The initiation, which lasted more than 20 hours, was ultimately liberating. At one point, I was shown my habitual overuse of drugs and the effect it was having on my relationships, my writing and my psyche.
I was curious to see how the experience would differ away from its tribal context. I red all I could find about Iboga, and although I found some people have died around the time they took ibogaine, that didn’t scare me off. I had a lot of confidence in that plant.
Ibogaine is no pleasure trip. It not only causes violent nausea and vomiting, but many of the "visions" it induces amount to a painful parading of one's deepest faults and moral failings. I had a loud, unpleasant buzzing in my ears.
My Ibogain trip lasted for eight days and every day was a different experience. One day my sister gave me a paper to write my name and my address, but I was writing only in numbers, I just couldn’t wrote a letter. All the time I had no sleep, but I wasn’t tired.
I was communicating with spirits. I had numerous visions. I reviewed some events in my life, I entered an aphase of transformation, forcing a fast evolution in my consciousness.
On eight day I was free of drugs, I was clear. At first I look at my sister and told her: “I have been thinking to take Iboga”, not knowing I already took it. At first, I didn’t remember what day it was, I didn’t remember anything in the last 8 days, but when she asked me if I want a cigarette I surprisingly asked her: “why should I take a cigarette? I don’t smoke.” But I was a passionate smoker.
I am now into my fourth year, still free of drugs
Can you believe that?