Had a similar experience at NYE, but with MDMA. My friends were all rolling and I was on the fence about it, and then he opened with Where is My Mind and my friends both hugged each other out of happiness because it's the one song they wanted to hear all night and he opened with it. I said ah what the hell, and took about .12 of MDMA. Next thing I know I'm coming up and having the worst panic attack of my life, and had to step outside to collect myself. Couldn't even tell my GF or friends I was buggin' out, just got hit with a wave of panic and dipped the fuck out. Sat outside on the stairs and tried to collect myself, just scrolling through my phone to try and get my mind off of it. Then two assholes come by and scream at me "What the fucks wrong with you?? Does this not sound good to you??" (Fuck those guys). Just trying to get my mind off my fucking panic attack and two K-ed out assholes are screaming at me because I wasn't inside the venue on my hands and knees worshipping.

Anyways, took about 45 minutes to collect myself. My GF eventually found me and took me inside. She was enjoying herself while I was sitting down in the seat trying to come back to reality. Plus I was sitting down in my seat for the ball drop; pretty sad when everybody's celebrating and you're sitting there doing breathing practices in your seat lol. Ended up getting to enjoy about 3/5th of the show. Haven't taken MDMA since because I figured it's just not worth it. I enjoy the shows sober too much anyways :)