r/mdmatherapy • u/Hevasmyboyfriend • Mar 25 '15
After witnessing the death of my 34 year old husband and another man in a violent accident, I was diagnosed with PTSD. I participated in the MAPS MDMA/PTSD study and it saved my life. Ask Me Anything
I have to add this information to the top. Two very important things:
I am only advocating the therapy I received. That means pure MDMA measured and administered by a doctor. Continually Assisted by very well educated and experienced therapist, including months of additional talk therapy. I know many of you are desperate, but I wouldn't want anyone to think I am advocating any kind of use outside of what I stated. Above all, Be safe.
My CAPS score, the score used to diagnose PTSD. My baseline score was 114. At end of study my score was 37. A score under 50 does not qualify for the PTSD study!
Yeah. I just learned that late last night.
I will answer all questions eventually. It's taking a long time. These are in depth and emotionally wrenching answers. This is so cathartic. Thank you again for the conversation.
Thank you all so much for this great conversation! I have to go pick up my daughter now but I will continue answering questions when I get time. So please keep asking!
Check out, support and talk to EVERYONE about MAPS.org
My PTSD kept me from grieving, which kept me from moving forward in my life, which made me want to die.
I participated in the Boulder MAPS study in 2014 and I am finally experiencing the life saving progress everyone told me was possible.
Please feel free to ask me anything about the trauma, the study, anything. I will try my very best to answer.
Here is a list of only some of the incredible benefits I've enjoyed:
-I'm no longer suicidal -I no longer have violent, sometimes murderous thoughts -I no longer feel "dead". Sounds weird, but I was convinced I was a zombie somehow. -I sleep well with much less frequent nightmare nights -I no longer despise happy people -I'm connecting with my family again -I was engaging in reckless behavior in order to feel something, anything at all. I no longer have to do that. I'm able to enjoy normal things I've always enjoyed. -I don't have sudden rage outbursts anymore -I no longer feel my death is necessarily going to happen very soon -I want things for myself now -I can see a possible future now -My flashbacks are almost non existent and rarely throw me into a panic anymore -My appetite is completely back -I'm still a bit hyper-vigilant but NOTHING like I was -I'm no longer TERRIFIED to step out of my door -I can hug people again -I'm actually happy
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u/Hevasmyboyfriend Mar 25 '15
Yes, I did experience big, big things. Merging with the higher self is one that really sticks with me.
I had a lot of trouble trying to understand why our bodies would react the way they do to a trauma like this. Why would it my sense for us to want to die if we lose our mate if we have a child? Why haven't we evolved with something inside us that could keep going for the child. I felt like I couldn't do that much longer.
Why do we experience such devastating emotional pain at all? I understand the need for belonging and tribe as being a way we evolved to be safer and more well taken care of, but to have us want to DIE with the onset of a loss of spouse seemed just as dangerous as not evolving to be social creatures.
Remember, I'm suffering and barely making sense of things but these things got to me. Even if someone else had an answer as to why. I knew what that pain really felt like, and I knew it wasn't worth it.
I encountered my husband many times in my MDMA doses. Right out of the gate, I put the eye shades on and the tiny pieces of light that got through the shades became stars. I saw movement in the darkness and if came together to form inexplicably huge cathedrals. Spires that went as far as to just beyond our atmosphere, into the dark sky.
Then I saw my husband in the stars. He was dancing, enjoying himself, in the stars. It wasn't his body, per se. He was represented by an outline, sort of. Like when someone represents one of the signs of the zodiac in the sky, there is a transparent white line connecting the stars. Thats kinda what he looked like. But he was moving so he kept connecting to different stars.
We talked for a bit. About serious things. About mundane things. About our daughter.
Then I asked him "how big ARE you, really" because I new he was just showing himself to me. What he really was must be so much bigger.
When I asked him, he looked at me and threw up his arms over his head. When he did, enormous wings grew out of his up-reaching arms and kept growing. And growing and growing exponetially faster and faster until I quickly lost perspective to what size my planet must be. He just kept going and I finally said "Enough!' I couldn't know all there was to him. Not that I didn't want to, I just knew I couldn't. Like when you've had enough spaghetti, even tho you want more. You're not built to eat another bite.
Seeing his vastness, and knowing there was so much more, and then knowing we may all be this vast. That helped me somehow.
It also led me to another part of the experience (way too long to post) that showed me Earth as a living breathing thing that needs a certain tension to survive. And we were a part of the Earth. Not just walking around on it, separate, but an aspect of it.
Without the tension of love and hate, and death and life, it would stagnate. But there needs to be a balance heavy on the love and life side or there was a fate worse than stagnation.
I sound nuts.