Alright, so a few friends and I went and bought some 40x Salvia in hopes of a new experience. I had already attempted Salvia twice, but the effects were merely physical and had no "trip" so to speak. (that was 10x)
Well, I was pretty certain I was going to have a crazy time, but I didn't in any way expect this...
We had a torch lighter, my bubbler (I couldn't find second piece to my metal bowl because I didn't want my bubbler's glass to deform) and of course, we had or 40x Salvia (1g).
My friend went first, and to leave things short... he had what I expected of a normal salvia trip.
Now, I was being very cautious, because this wasn't the setting I enjoyed when it came to psychedelics (enclosed space, not really close friends, etc), but I was overall in a great mood and was looking forward to the trip.
At this point the torch lighter ran out of fuel, so we used my normal lighter, holding the hottest part of the flame up to the salvia for some time when taking our hits.
After my first hit I felt like I did my last times trying, just felt "stoned". As though I was being pulled into some odd hole in the world.
About 20 minutes passed, we had started passing around the bubbler packing minimal amounts of salvia into the bowl and taking turns. I was ready for my second hit...
I load up a big bowl, twice as much as I used before and probably about the same amount my friend who first tripped used. I took my hit, held it for 30 seconds (counting slow), set the bubbler/lighter down, and exhaled. Nothing... really nothing changed, I felt the same, so I didn't think anything else of it.
Within a couple minutes it happened.
Next thing I know I forgot all about where I was, who I was with... it was as though it never happened, and it was as though reality was no more. There was only me, and I was lost inside my own head.
The only way to describe it is like a reel, or a book (the book being sideways). I felt like I was falling and falling, each reel or page being a different reality, and I kept trying to grab onto each reality and pull myself back into it, but failed, I just couldn't do it.
The first thought the gripped my mind was "not again". I cannot explain this, but I had such a profound feeling of deja vu it was unbelievable. I had to have had this trip in a dream, because I am positive it has happened before, and I forgot about it until now. It's as though I was being forcefully taken from my world and thrown into someone else's. I hated it, I had no control over it, I liked the fact that I had a great grip, or so I thought, on what reality was... and here I was learning everything I knew was a lie (I had completely forgot I smoked salvia, where I was, everything, it was just... me).
So basically to sum that up I thought the world as I knew it (emphasis: as I knew it) was over, and a new one was about to begin. Again the strong sense of deja vu still overwhelming me.
For what seemed like hours (which was actually only a minute or two) I fell and fell, failing to grip reality, until I finally grabbed hold of one of the edges of the "page" and pulled myself back in. Once I returned to my world I was still tripping. I didn't recognize where I was (even though Im there everyday), who I was with, or how I got there. I felt insanely depressed, like my life had just ended, and I honestly had one small suicidal thought before I got ahold of myself.
So yep, that was my "trip". I guess you could call it a bad trip, but I am not entirely sure what to call it, it was just plain weird. It only lasted a minute or two, it took a couple minutes to hit me and it hit me like a train. I was indeed not prepared for that abrupt change, but in no way do I think it mattered since I had completely forgot anything and everything during the trip. I was completely inside my own head. Not one of my senses worked, but damn was I freaked out. Like I stated, I wouldn't call it a bad trip, but I certainly wouldn't call it a good trip. I can only call it... an experience I won't soon forget.
I apologize for the long read, I only hope some of you aren't too lazy to read it

I would greatly appreciate some feedback. Maybe some of you have had the same experience? This TRULY freaked me out. I wasn't scared, but I had so much anxiety, because I had absolutely zero control over that trip. Every time I have taken drugs like shrooms, lsd, or any other hallucinogen I have been able to keep a steady head and reassure myself mostly because I knew I was on a drug, I knew I would come back to reality, and I had control. This was like nothing I have ever experienced. There were no hallucinations, but I have never had such a hard mental trip in my life.
You can explain colors, visual distortions, etc... but how do you explain that feeling? Your whole world coming down on you, that feeling of absolutely no control whatsoever, the feeling your life will never be even remotely the same... in a bad way. I could go on and on and just never find the right words... or even enough words to describe it, I only hope you understand.