For a bit of context, my dad died when i was 11. at his funeral we released monarch butterfly’s because that was his favourite animal. I have done 700mg multiple times and they have all been amazing but not like this. Anyways now for the beautiful part, about an hour and a half after ingestion, i started seeing spiders and all that stuff you normally see. around 2 hours in i saw 3 monarchs flying around me and they sat on my chest. quite possibly the best experience ive ever had as that’s the same amount we released at his funeral.

DPH gets way too much hate from what i have experienced however that doesn’t mean that you will have good experiences like i did. it’s poison and will kill you if you do it often or in high doses.

to any teens reading this. DO NOT DO IT, IT WILL ROT YOUR BRAIN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE AND FOR MOST PEOPLE IT IS NOT ENJOYABLE.

The point of the story IS, that it reminded me of one time, years ago when I did a mushroom trip with a bunch of good friends.

One of the trippers had laryngitis then, as well, and as the evening went on (and his voice got stranger and stranger) I became convinced that my good friend had in fact become possessed by some kind of demon, lol.

I was absolutely unable to trust anything this guy said or did for a a couple of hours until that “wait a second” moment happened. I was fine after that.

I know, not the best trip story in the world, but it was funny remembering it so thought I’d share…

Hey druggies👣.. I’m 17 but that’s not important kinda. Either way, on a Sunday night I decided to take 3 grams of dried shrooms right before a school night at 12pm. I was tweaking till 7:30am and then I had another 8 hours of hppd at school WITH A TEST😭.

I usually take 2 grams n thatll will be enough but I decided this day 3 grams should be fun ( worst decision ever ). The take off was very slow, so I remember hopping in bed and turning my heater on and js chilling watching tv. Then the sweats n clammy hands came , usually I don’t get the sweats but for some reason I was fucking rolling balls.

Everything started feeling hell like, like everything had this orange and red hue. And the room turned extremely hot because of the heater and or because me idk. I look up to see if I was tripping and this hieroglyphic pattern js took over and repeated all over my roof, so I turn the heater off and I sat up. I was like in a clown house or in another dimension, it was pure hopelessness. I couldn’t wake up my parents for comfort, I don’t have a girlfriend to text , i couldn’t go to sleep even if I tried. I was stuck with myself and myself only, it was all self inflicted hell, I knew better .

Everytime I thought about something I would get stuck in that something and visualize it. These visualized thoughts would get very grim, I was looking at my carpet and I would just imagine ground beef or maggots, just nasty shit. The carpet would have billions and billions of eyes and then it would turn colors like pink skin. I was stuck in this trance just looking at the visuals and being stuck in my mind thinking every thought that ever be thought and seeing everything that could be seen.

I stood up and walked towards the family photos and had a little moment with them. And bam I was back stuck thinking and stuck watching . I had very scary visuals like this cry now smile later face or jester laughing at me from everywhere I looked, even on this elephant I got, his ear turned into the face and then another faceless face was on the eye. I don’t know how to explain this more than imagine a person with no eyes and no mouth and they are yelling.

Every minute felt like hours and every hour felt like days. I remember looking at my phone after being stuck in hell and it would only pass 2 minutes so I would cry because I js wanted someone to be there to tell me I’m okay or literally js know I’m not okay but NOPE. Then I couldn’t even have a bad trip in peace cuz someone at 3am decided to open and close the bathroom door and turn off and turn on the lights pissing me off. This was trip was filled with rage and sadness. I never wanted to harm someone so bad then that day. I was waiting for someone just to say something to me so I can snap.

One more trippy thing was when I was tagging and drawing on my closet door the paint would be alive and sparkle almost like it was gold. This was trip was a anxiety n terror filled trip n The one thing that saved me was drawing which I would show you guys but I can’t put photos. AND SASSY THE SASQUATCH that shit made me cry, laugh, fart😭”50 bucks “

This made me realize I may be manic but also I have issues. I can cry on demand because of this trip and if I think hard enough I can slip myself back to that moment . Idk if this is normal but idk, also my empathy for people and things is more now. I just want to know if I should seek therapy or could I just be nicer to myself . I feel like therapy wouldn’t work on me because I would be too ignorant or self aware idk.

Went on a journey bois.

So My buddy came over after work, he had took about a quarter before he came over and handed me an eighth as soon as he walked in. Took that got to talking and we decided to set an amount to take together on top of what we took. Settled on a quarter each.

Ate the quarter put a Tom Segura comedy special on and waited for it to kick in. Took about 30 min or so don't really know lost track of time almost instantly.

I'll start where it really started to kick in. Got the body high then shortly after some mild visuals. Had a stupid world map they have in classrooms on my wall, looked holographic, like one transparently laid over the one on the wall.

Looked over at the clock it said 2:54am, turned to the the tv and Tom Segura started staring right into my soul, said he was talking to me specifically mentioned my name then his fucking tongue rolled out of my tv onto the floor and he started laughing. Looked over at my buddy and he was locked into a corner of the room blank staring at it, tried to get his attention didn't really work out. Glanced back at the tv, everything looked normal, turned and looked at the clock... said it was 2:67am. Yeah that's right that time doesn't even exist. This is where it really starts to get alittle crazy...

Freaking out about being in a time that doesn't exist finally got my buddies attention and we decided to go into the back yard. On the way out doors were rotating infront of me kinda floor on the ceiling and viesversa type deal. Get out there and kinda wonder around the yard looking at the stars and my buddy said this feels like deishavue over and over again like we had done this and been in this exact situation before. After what I assume was an eternity out there I decided to go lay down inside and he was feeling sick so he stayed outside for a few. I walked in to the house which became a maze of upside-downess made it down my twisting hall into my bed, woke my wife up told her I was OK my buddy was OK I need her help. Kinda weird but I was tripping so idk why I needed help.

Watched what seemed like her rolling her eyes at me annoyed and me saying that over and over again. Probably a million times. Then Watched her get up and open a drawer and throw some pants on probably another million times. Looked up into a corner and watched it geometrically fold in on its self, and found my self out of my body with in a vortex.

This vortex was infinite, picture being inside a straw with crazy colors waving around on the sides. At the end of this vortex which ironically seemed never ending, was a great eye which held my body with in its gaze. It communicated to me and I'll swear to this day it had to be some God like entity. It inspired me with a connection to all life and matter in the universe. We're talking every blade of grass, bug, and pebble. It communicated unconditional love, Compassion, and acceptance. Felt like I was there for years. On the come down from that it felt like I blinked and saw doctors around me rushing me to surgery. Blinked again and was in my bed watching everything wave around me, my buddy beside me, and feeling like nothing was real even the people around me.

After an hour of going back and forth telling my friend he wasn't him and I couldn't trust him I finally settled down and he basically cradled me until I snapped out of it.

Whats wild is that he took more than me and his trip was just wavy visuals, where I was literally transported out of my body and feel like I met what is basically God, that I now define as the unity because that's the feeling I left this trip with... a love for all, a connection to all, and an understanding of all. I feel like I came out of this journey a better person over all... kinder, more compassionate, and loving. Tell me what you think the entity I met was. I know it was real. I'll fist fight you if you tell me otherwise.

age:17 prior experience, 10+ mushroom trips from 1g-2.5g, countless lsd trips from 50ug-300ug, mdma 2 times, and a daily weed smoker

last night i wanted to trip i had been saving a tab for almost a week, i took it at ten then began to roll a joint to start the trip off what i usually do when i trip on my own.

after the joint i was feeling the very early body high from the come up but nothing crazy no visuals thats when i get into bed and start watching ‘Harold and Kumar go to white castle’ as i was really coming up then i took some hits on my cart and prepared for the trip was about to embark on (i turned the movie off cus it was bugging me out ans started watching trippy videos)

i started really tripping and i think i hit the pen more and paused the video to just trip balls, i was feeling the most amazing pleasure from the weed high and started to feel like i was floating.

next thing i know i open my eyes and its 1am, this is where the peak begins so i take like 4-5 fat hits on my cart which really just skyrockets the trip and i turn the lights off, this is where i start to bug out i start seeing demons smiling at me (idk if they were but thats all i could imagine them as) and i saw indescribable insects with long thin limbs trying to stab me.

During this i had a revelation, i realised that i am pure comfort infinitely and forever and that nothing can scare me because im pure comfort , i was still seeing the nuts shit but it calmed down a bit and i felt a sense of clarity enough to roll a joint then stare at my door for 10 minis forgetting who i was then remembering who i was and going to smoke my joint.

This is where i started bugging out again idek why i just was then when i was smoking the joint i opened my back door to smoke then i started looking at the grass and realised that i cant get hurt by anything because everything is me and i am apart of everything and who would hurt themselves (it was more in depth at the time i don’t remember much of it)

(ima just sum the rest of it up quickly)i went back to my room, i took some more of my pen, stared at my door for a bit then had to lay down and started hearing voices while i was what felt like half leaving and re entering my body, and i kept on forgetting who i was, then on top of that i thought i could hear in the 4th dimension idk how but i was, then english lost all meaning but i was still speaking to myself and getting told shit that i never realised i cant remember most of it, but it did happen then the next thing i remember is waking up

ive never had an ego death b4 but this was close

02/05/2024 – 03/05/2024

Warning!

The experience below is my subjective experience. DXM in high doses is under studied and, hence, there lies unknowns and risks. Furthermore, interaction with DXM and an SSRI is potentially fatal, and these are risks I have taken seriously. I do not encourage anyone to use DXM beyond the recommended dosages but felt my experience should be shared.

I have researched the evidence on the successful use of dissociates for depression. After experimenting, DXM has had a significant positive impact on my wellbeing. I feel calmer in control and higher self-worth, however, whether this effect is permanent is unknown and unlikely. And whether the benefits of high dose DXM therapy is unique to me or applicable to others with treatment resistant depression is not known.

DXM History

5 years ago – Experimented with DXM at low doses (around 100mg), not bad but not memorable or deeply insightful.

6 months ago – Experimented twice with low doses (around 200mg), fun and weird, again, not deeply insightful.

10 days ago – 240mg deeply meaningful experience. Decided on marrying my girlfriend and found a feeling of spirituality within myself, focused my attention on love and its power and glory over hate.

5 days ago – 300mg, not as intense as previous but still insightful. Went digging through old memories and trauma, analysing them, and putting them to rest. Forgiving myself and others. On the advice of others attempted to listen to music, but found the sound tinny and distracting of my thoughts.

Impact of Past Experiences

Focusing on the two most recent experiences, I found them to have a significant affect on me. I have been more kind to myself and others, I have quit smoking and pornography for 10 days. I have had few cravings for tobacco; however, the pornography addiction has been more tempting to revert to in times of weakness.

I have a sense of power over my spiritual growth. Previously, I was waiting for a sign from God. Now, I see good and evil within me and am choosing to fight for the good, I feel by doing this I am choosing God. It has been a spiritual awakening after 15+ years bound to the dread of nihilism, and I pray that I can walk closer with God and explore life’s wonder and beauty after dwelling in despair.

 On the basis of these powerful experiences I wish to continue, wary of the pitfall of addiction but faithful that I will no when I have received what is needed.

Drugs Today

Venlafaxine – 150mg XR ingested at 7:30am.

Caffeine – 150mg ingested at 8:00am, 100mg at 8:00pm (Approximate).

Modafinil – 100mg ingested at 10:00am.

Physiology

Sex: Male

Age: 24

Height: 190cm

Weight: 90kg

Clinical Diagnosis: Depression

Intent

I plan to consume 405mg of DXM with the intent of spiritual exploration and introspection. I have used DXM recently and had success with these goals and find myself wanting to explore this state of consciousness further. I plan on taking 300mg at 10:00am, and 105mg at 11:00pm monitoring for adverse effects in between.

10:00pm – Ingested 300mg.

10:25pm - Sitting on the couch with some laid-back music burning incense. My girlfriend is sleeping in our room, we were annoyed at each other earlier, but we cuddled and said we love each other. I feel calm and grateful.

10:45pm – Mentally slower, body is relaxed. Slight pressure in my head. Mild, coming up slowly.

10:50pm – Very sleepy and cozy. Laughing at memories on phone of my beautiful family.

11:00pm – Things are wavy. There is a thunderstorm outside, anticipation, excitement.

11:05pm – Ingested 105mg (405mg total). Learn to let go. Easier said than done. I should love my body more; it gives me life. Exercise, healthy food, less coffee, more sleep. My body is beautiful.

11:10pm – Distant memories come in. The pain, the loneliness, the beauty. God, thankyou for your love I was lost but now am found.

11:15pm – Thankyou God for finding me. I just performed 10 push-ups focusing on myself. The strength I possess and the fight I face. I am more awake now. I pray to God that I can bring this wisdom with me. However, I understand that I may not be ready to fight temptation. I will pray with caution, I thankyou for forgiving my sins and I look forward to my journey with you.

11:25pm – Completed 10 more pushups. 10 deep breathes, the air feels clean and powerful. Thankyou God for this moment, your love shines on me. How can I bring this with me?

11:35pm – 20 push ups, the first 15 were easy the last 5 were difficult. Pain, Greed, Failure overcome by the strength of God. I am so blessed to hold what I hold, feel what I feel and see what I see. I pray to God so that I may find strength to give back to the world that has given to me.

12:00am – Lost track for a bit. Sent a message to my partner of love and thanks. Wished a friend happy birthday. Things are becoming more strange now. I aim to stay awake until 1 am before surrendering to sleep. I have spent time in hell. Now is my time to leisure in Gods paradise.

12:10am – I have a long way to go, I must be patient with myself and have faith in myself. Life is not about idolising money or things, but Gods light. Gods design of the universe is wonderful there is so much to explore.

12:20am – music is wonderful. Gods love is beautiful. Inside the garden of Eden there is peace.

12:30am – Things are becoming twisty. I am thinking whether or not to post this to reddit. I think I will edit it with a sober mind before submission (I did not edit).

12:50am – Confused there is a lot going on. Slowly unravelling thoughts like tangled fishing lines.

1:00am – I have sinned that is why I am confused, I pray the lord forgives me, cleanse my thoughts, open my heart. I ask that I can walk forward in peace.

1:05am – I am going to bed. Me and my thoughts and God and her, how wonderful.

11:30am – This morning mood is positive although headspace is a bit fuzzy/ unclear.

Conclusion

Another positive experience and I will be working to integrate the insights from this experience into my life. I am aware of the risks associated with my medications and the frequency of my now three experiences. I tread this journey with caution and will not use again in the near future.

I feel like I should preface this with just how much I have fallen for this drug. I have been an on/off user of dextromethorphan for about half a year now. Went on a few binges over that time. This was at the tail end of one of those binges. I had planned on taking a break, and that day was supposed to be the start. I have been up to the 4th plat a good few times, combined it with mushrooms, and usually always have a blast. This time was very, very different.

Normally, I stop my celexa to take dxm if I take a high dose. (Im aware I always should have now). I was really down at the time and was acting completely reckless. It was about a month ago. I was already a few shots deep on some strong gin to cope with not taking dex. when I laid eyes on the little green robocough freebase bottle. In my slightly intoxicated mind, it was a great idea. I'd trip and have fun like always.

So I walked over and downed 25 of the little bitter tablets, even typing this now I can still taste them. It was late, so I had already taken my celexa for the day. I take one in the morning one in the evening for general anxiety and depression. Looking back now, even then, I knew what I was getting myself into.

The come up started, and I hit my bong with some pretty potent medical weed. Everything was mostly normal, but something just started to feel, off. Just because I mixed in some alcohol I thought, nothing to worry about, idiot. I started to break into a cold sweat, and my body temp was rising way more than normal. I knew something was very wrong. I went into a small panic. I ran to the bathroom and desperately tried to induce vomiting to no avial. Well shit, I thought, I guess im just gonna have to ride this one out and pray to survive.

The come up was still going, and the visuals were getting very intense at this point. Grey, almost translucent patterns danced across . A perfect copy of objects floating at a perfect 45° angle above started to appear. Intense trails and replications of objects started to appear. I laid down on the floor, body completely numb. I went OOB, completely dissociated, watching myself die as I lay there on the floor, not able to call for help. This was it, I thought. Im going to die. There is no way im making it out of this. That's when all my muscles started to tense very hard. I couldn't even stretch out my arms or legs. I started to shake. As everything went black and I started going into a siezure. I dont remember much beyond this point other than violent convulsions and vomiting.

I finally came to around 5:30 or 6 the next morning. I was absolutely racked with pain, and I couldn't think straight for about 3 days after. I thankfully blacked out on my side, so I didn't choke on my own vomit. I cleaned up the bathroom and picked up my bong and everything else I knocked over in my state of pure dissociation. I went to bed and finally woke up again around 5 pm. I have since had a permanent depersonilization and dissicociation. Most days, I just feel like im watching myself go through life. The depression and anxiety have done nothing but worsen since. Im not sure what exactly happened, all I know is I should be dead. So let this serve as a warning to combine dxm and alcohol or dxm and ssri's and especially not all 3. You may not be as lucky

I posted this story over a year ago with horrible grammar and formatting, so I thought a repost was due. I have since kicked dxm and haven't taken it since.

I've been meaning to share this experience for a while but it has taken me a while to really wrap my head around what happened.

One evening I decided I was gonna do a megadose (god dose) along with some meditation. But I then got a text from and friend who agreed would trip sit me.

So thought sure why not....

My friend had been drinking wine but didn't appear drunk, and so I explained that I was going to do a large dose, and explained a couple of rules.

1. If I start repetitive actions, not to worry, just tell me to leave the room.

2. In the event of 1. Do not make me jump/startle me and just remind me to breathe....

With that said the dosage was (believed to be)

15g white rabbit (cubes)

7g penis envy

1.5g pan cyans

Ground and mixed with orange juice +

Approx 0.5g pan Cyans in chocolate form

Actual dosage was(I grabbed the wrong bag and bar of chocolate)

30g white rabbit

10g penis envy

1.5g pan Cyans

Ground and mixed in orange juice

+Approx 1.5g pan Cyans in chocolate form

My friend had about 0.5g in chocolate form while drinking wine.

When it started to hit, I instantly realised that I was in for an incredibly heavy trip. I explained this to my friend whom for whatever reason started muttering to herself in gibberish... I told myself maybe it's the mushrooms.... Though despite having amazing closed eye visuals and near DMT like world melting/painting/HD visuals, I was highly functional...

I started to relax a bit but my friend started speaking in tongues and incompressible gibberish, not finishing her sentences... This started to really wind me up...

"Are you okay?" I asked

"Yeah, you're a fucking.. I don't think you.... Don't you?.... She said...

I watched her face contort and twist.... I looked around me and saw geometry everywhere, and when I looked back at her, it as like she was covered in darkness and shadow ...

Are you sure you're okay? Can you try using words properly? I said..

To which her reply simply confused me more...

I found it highly discomforting that she was visibly turning aggressive towards me .. .. I wanted to record her on my phone to ensure I wasn't just tripping balls and maybe it was just the mushrooms, but she then grabbed my phone off me.... This made me rather scared and annoyed, mostly because she was distracting me from an amazing trip ... That felt super familiar (but different).. (To a smoked DMT experience).

She then scratching at me , and pulled the cushion I was holding away from me. To which set me on edge... I grabbed the cushion back and was like... Tf you doing??

Suddenly she stood up and started screaming at me, (are you stuck!!! ) and seemed like she was intentionally trying to scare/startle me.. exactly at the point I was peaking....

This sent me into a rather extreme fit of rage..

"How dare you do this, I will remember everything and I'm never going to forgive you for this, taking advantage of me in such a vulnerable state!, you malicious evil curse!!" At this point I refused to listen to anymore of her mutterings I asked her to leave me alone and leave the room... And she refused to do so.. And I was incapable of doing anything...

At this point my body was catching up with me... My teeth started chattering and I forgot to breathe.... Suddenly my reflexes kicked in with a heavy wheeze ... Which was greeted with laughter as she began to mock my near comatose state ..

It took a huge effort to calm myself down and focused on my breathing, fumbling around trying to get some music to play (fuck you YouTube and your "are you still watching ")...

A this point my friends neighbour came down to visit.. which helped calm us both down.... But the story behind my shouting was that I was threatening to kill her and mushrooms were to blame.... ???

Aside from saying.... "Yeah that's not what happened"...

I could also understand why noone would believe me or my side of the story when At this point I decided to have issues with gravity... Sitting upside down on the sofa, or the floor...

By the 3hour mark, visuals were still very active and everything was much more pleasant, her neighbour had left and we had some music playing.

I turned at looked at her and said...

I remember everything you did ..

She started crying....

Why would you do that to me? Do you think that was funny or something?

Her face changed... "I'm the main character here, a boss bitch... " She started

"What the fuck are you talking about!" I said .

"I don't know, I'm sorry, I was faking it!". She visibly had a sign of anxiety come over her.

It was at this point the conscious and present aspect of the mushroom trip kicked in and My patience grew... I slowly started to realise that the combination of wine and and the stressful reaction triggered by my response to her earlier had her switching altars. I was never aware that she had been suffering with DID/ multiple personalities... I counted 3 altars, one of which was aware of everything and scared. One was malicious and narcissistic, and one was apathetic and unaware, which appears to be her primary altar, denying any wrong doing and making a joke of her actions or simply not even aware of them ..

She started to talk herself in cycles.. and whenever I saw the malevolence return I called her out, I could see her face squirm with anger and frustration... And when her natural aware self was present, she started talking to me candidly about her experiences... Triggers and thoughts on why she is like she is...

The night concluded pretty much as a therapy session. I went home and left it at that. The morning after When I spoke to her about it, she forgot everything aside from the fact I play bited her while I was upside down mode ... (I did this to both people 🤣)

I later reminded her of her promise to write notes to herself to help her memory and actions/thoughts and feelings.. but she refused and said why am I being crazy....

I told her to stop gaslighting me and reminded her I remembered everything that happened... And I'd not forgive her for it.... Her face changed ... To which I realised she needs professional help and I got away lightly. She clearly thought she could induce a bad trip or worse in me, and in less robust people the damage she could have done could have been endless.

The trip itself was actually amazing, just angered and upsetting to experience and witness malicious and cruel abuse in such a vulnerable state

This is a fantastic reminder for the fragility of the human mind and that you need to pick your set/setting carefully and only with people you know well and trust.

I am making a video game where you are in a hellscape with no memory of who you are or how you go there

It will be a narrative driven game where you will be forced to make choices that are al most jigsaw esk in nature. However you will return to reality after coming down with the ending depending on the choices you made along the way. The player will be forced to acknowledge the choices they made, good or bad and the individual they truly are.

However I have never tripped and i want it this to be genuine so im curious what your most horrifying tripp was like and what happened please share down below

So I’ve done mushrooms and tripped enough times to be comfortable with the experience. Well last night my gf wanted to do them for her first time so she ate a gram and I ate 1.5 the experience went well she loved it had a great time and I had a very very mild trip. About 5 hours after eating them and coming down we decided to smoke some weed, well since my new job I can’t smoke weed so I only do so every now and then.Well about 20 mins after smoking I was tweaking a little bit and we were laying in bed and had some sleep YouTube video on to help get to sleep. I started feeling VERY weird and in my peripheral my gf looked like her face was half of mine and my other half was me and everything in the room looked like exact mirrors of the other side and I started looping. I was trying to tell my gf what was happening but I felt like she was me and was in this loop with me and it was so intense I was asking if we should call the cops so I’m panicked because I’m in this super loop and she is connected to me so in reality she is already panicked because I’m talking crazy but in my head she’s acting crazy because she is experiencing the same thing . I get up and she gets up I walk out of the room and she walks out of the room and in my head she is me and we are stuck forever and it’ll never end I hug her and it felt like the only way to get us out is to go lay back down and go to sleep because it genuinely felt like I just got myself stuck in a endless loop with myself and it’ll never end . We end up goin in the room I calm down a little and come to realize she isn’t apart of it but I couldn’t stop from feeling like it for the next 3 hours I just had to sit in mental agony hoping it would go away and I wasn’t stuck like that forever it was the scariest thing I’ve ever been through. If it wasn’t my gf that I’ve been with for years I don’t know what I would’ve done.has anyone else experienced this deep intense loop before? I’ve had loops but not to that extent

me (14) went through 2 dab pens in one week so my tolerance was really high, i took a 3 day break so my tolerance was not to high at the time (this is not really a trip report because it’s only weed) i had a fire with a couple of my freinds and my freind took out a joint with hash in it and lit it up. i took 2 rips then gave it back then when there was a inch left of the joint i smoked down to the filter and some of it too. i remember feeling like the trees were surrounding the fire and it was getting smaller then i went on a walk. i tried to pee but for some reason i couldn’t get it all out it’s like it was just dripping forever so i just pulled up my pants and went back then we left, it felt like a 20 second walk when it was 15 minutes. i started to green out and i was really scared i usually take a lot like 8 or 9 blinkers but for some reason this felt different almost like i was in another reality, the car ride home i just stared out the window the whole time and it felt like 10 seconds when it was a 20 minute ride

I took approx 3g of dry Cubensis, last night lemonteked it into tea and drank the lot. I put an eye mask on and put the Jon Hopkins psychedelic playlist on and off intermittently over earphones.

Profound. It's hard to put into words.

I asked the universe to guide me and show me its secrets. I touched the fabric of the universe, we had this thing where we were saying 'I and you' to each other and being at one. It didn't feel like I was speaking alone. I told it I was OK to see the dark and the light. Mother nature would be there for me.

At one point I was thinking about my life in the third person. Then realising I was all the 'I's' I.e. We are all one of the same. I was asking mother nature to take care of (my name) and his family.

I said family at one point and the word 'homosapien' came out my mouth in a different voice. I felt connected with our ancestors in the jungle. I.e. We are all one family. Beautiful waterfalls, at one point I was chanting in a Mayan mask a foreign language. Also I felt connected to the apes - evolution and a strange sexual attraction to the universe - odd right but it was good.

I accepted I was OK to die but that the universe greatest gift was life right now and I had to grab it by the balls as eventually I'll rejoin the universe cosmos and it will remember.

It got me in tears when I realised the strength of paternal love from family. I told the universe I was grateful for everything and I thanked it. I felt the connection between a mother and a child that I'd never experienced.

I realised I didn't need to be reborn - it's enough I was born. I realised I wasn't old I am a child of the universe relative to the age of time and space.

Profound enough? I tripped hard lights off. I also thought more on my interpersonal relationships and taking better care of myself and those around me, listening to my body. I woke up tripping to right it all down towards the end, this was heavy.

The trip went on far longer than expected but no nausea due to lemonteking.

Age: 20

Weight: 170lbs

Substances consumed: caffeine, cannabis, psilocybin, LSD

I had spent the whole day at a funeral. It was a bad time for me to have to see my family, because I was in the middle of a drug binge, and I looked rough. I hadn’t slept at all the night before. I also had a massive bruise on my head, and could barely keep control over my ketamine riddled bladder. I didn’t even know how I got the bruise, I had just woken up with them after passing out on xanax, so I made up some story that involved getting drunk with my roommates, because I figured it would make my parents a little less disappointed. When I got home, it was around 1 AM, and I took inventory of my stash. 5 points of champagne molly, a tiny amount of ket, 5 tabs of LSD, and an eighth of shrooms. I did a small line of ketamine and molly, called my friend and went to sleep.

Before this I had very limited experience with psychedelics, and had only done low dose trips. During the funeral I had a lot of time to think and reflect, and I decided that I was going to do a big trip when I got home to try to work out why I am such a self-destructive person. My friend had talked me down from 5 tabs to 2.5 along with the eighth of shrooms. When I woke up in the morning I decided that it was time to follow through with this idea, despite the fact that I had laundry to do, and I had just gotten back from a funeral. I dosed 2.5 tabs of LSD, all of them dosed at 100UG, and walked to my plug’s house to get some weed with some money my parents gave me. As I was walking back, I decided to walk by a fried chicken place to get some food before my trip unfolded. While talking to the cashier, I noticed that the borders of my body started to blur, and I felt as if I was blending into my environment, something I now recognize as one of the first signs of an intense LSD trip.

When I got home, I decided to smoke the weed, and rolled up a joint. As I smoked, I watched my roommates walk out of the house, both dressed formally. This started a thought pattern of self-loathing as I realized while I spend all day getting off my head on drugs, other people are actually doing more constructive things. I don’t even think I was able to finish my joint, because the trip started getting intense, and slightly uncomfortable. I went inside, and saw a repeating pattern of green dots layered on my walls. I think I have seen either an album cover, or a painting of the exact pattern, yet I haven't been able to find it. I decided that I would play some piano to calm me down, and started to play on my keyboard. My keyboard has weighted keys to mimic the keys of a real piano, and it felt really difficult to play the instrument. I had to put so much force into my playing, that it began to feel outright painful. I decided to watch Hamilton's Pharmacopeia, as I thought maybe some drug related TV would calm me down.

I decided on watching an episode about LSD fittingly, and while watching I convinced myself that the editors of the show were trying to imitate the visuals of acid through visual effects in the show. I found out later that I was simply hallucinating them. At the end of the episode I was tripping very hard and sent my friends some voice memos to let them know how the trip was going. They both told me after the fact that they were assuming I wasn’t going to take the shrooms because of how hard I was tripping after they heard what I had sent them. Unfortunately, I have a habit of going in over my head with drugs, and I took all of my eighth of penis envy mushrooms at once as my acid peak began. I watched youtube as I came up, and felt intense stomach pain that made me sure I was going to vomit. Amazingly, I was able to keep it down. I looked at the clock and it was 4PM. I was trying to work out when the shrooms would fully hit, and in the middle of thinking about it, I would forget where I was in the thought, and have to restart. I did this for around 10 to 15 minutes I think but it's impossible to tell with how distorted time had gotten.

Eventually, I gave up and got my laundry out of the drier as I assumed it had to be done by now. I had put it in at the start of my trip. As I went downstairs, I ran into my roomates and they quickly surrounded me and said “HOLY SHIT DUDE YOUR PUPILS ARE FUCKED” and started shining lights in my eyes. This thankfully didn’t freak me out as much as it should have and I laughed and told them I was “tripping sack”. Every time I looked at someone's face, the entire environment around them would be flowing and morphing away from it, like rays of a sun. I went downstairs, got my laundry, and brought it back to my room, and as I walked in I started to get a ring of geometrical patterns that outlined my vision, giving me tunnel vision. These looked like how people describe DMT geometry. When I closed my door it sounded like a youtube poop, with the audio reversing and sounding normal and then reversing and then sounding normal. I also saw red negative energy coming out of the trash cans and garbage in my room, and blue energy coming out of the things I liked like my computer and monitors. I thought these hallucinations were pretty cool, but what I saw next turned my trip bad. I was watching Hivemind on youtube, a music/comedy show with two hosts, and one of the hosts, Graydon, had bare skin where his eyes should be. This freaked me out, as the other host looked relatively fine. I closed my eyes and looked away, but the hosts eyes still were covered with skin.

This hallucination combined with the fact that I couldn't comprehend what I was watching on any level made me stop watching youtube, and stare at a wall, waiting for the trip to end. I had a series of incredibly intense internal and external hallucinations at this point. I visualized the trip as a thunderstorm that would soon pass, and at points I kept forgetting I was on a drug in the first place. At times, all I knew is that I didn’t feel good. During the trip, I kept thinking that my dad had been to this place before, and remembered something that he told me a couple weeks prior. I had told my dad I watched the Matrix with my friends, and he asked me if I got it. I said I did get it, and he said “But did you REALLY get it?”. I then visualized myself as a single pod, like when neo wakes up in the matrix. This pod was attached to a massive purple fractal, and I somehow knew that my friends were in the pods around me. I saw as my branch on the fractal turned red, and I saw myself and all my friends trying certain drugs for the first time. I realized that I was part of this broken branch. I was broken, I was hurt, I was wrong and most importantly society as a whole would be better off around me. All of this was conveyed through a single hallucination. Right after this hallucination, I saw myself in a bed with someone who I didn't know and now can't even remember. This gave me an overwhelming sense of comfort, and I realized that I needed love in my life. I used to party a lot during my teenage years, but at some point I realized I liked the drugs more than the people, and stopped partying, and started using alone. I cut most of my friends off and stopped looking for a romantic partner as well. Since that point all I have really done is wait for death. I forgot what the warmth of love felt like, and for that brief moment I remembered.

After this point the trip came to an end, and my roommate began to sing and practice the piano. I felt like I was in a church, and my roommate was singing religious hymns. I felt like I had been forgiven for all the people I had hurt with my own self destruction, and I also saw how destructive, as well as utterly pointless my drug use was. I had given up everything for drugs, and I realized how stupid of a decision this was. Drugs seemed so trivial in this state. I called my friend to tell him all that happened, and began to fold my laundry since I thought I was almost done tripping. As I was talking I realized that the laundry represented something greater. I said “The laundry is my emotions and I don't deal with my emotions and it's a metaphor the laundry is a metaphor everything is a metaphor” and began to cry. For the next 5 minutes, I cried harder than I have cried in a very very long time, and genuinely embarrassed myself in front of my friend. I am not the type to show a lot of emotion, especially sadness or happiness. I can’t remember the last time someone has heard me cry, especially this hard. I bawled my eyes out and thought about how lonely I was, how much I loathed myself, and how much I loathed the world around me.

Before Psychedelics I never really questioned why I was angry, I just knew that I was angry. Not anger in the traditional form, either, I wasn’t angry at one particular thing. Usually when someone is angry, there is a negative stimuli that they can pinpoint, and direct this feeling at. This is where I think anger is released as violence and rage. I am a passive person, and avoid confrontation, yet I still feel anger. I still feel the carnal desire to change something, anything about my environment to make me feel better, yet I have no idea how to help myself. This is why I’m an addict. Drugs give me control over my emotions, and my anger, and during this trip, I felt a total catharsis of this negative energy. I thought my anger was so stupid at the time, and felt as if I finally had the capacity to love and let myself be intimate with someone again. During this emotional comedown I cried more than I ever had before. For around 3 hours, I stayed on call with my friend and cried. At a certain point , I had forgotten about my emotional pain, and was just crying because I was happy to be talking to my friend, and happy he was my friend in general. Sorry this report was so long, there are some things I left out but the most important stuff was included. The morning after this trip I didn't use, but I did use that night. This drug only let me see the light briefly, and I have since fallen back into addiction, however I wish to do shrooms again when I can afford them because I am currently unemployed and only have access to stolen otc meds and other people's drugs.

I had taken one tab of acid and during the peak i took 200mg-+ amount of ketamine.

I layed down on the floor with a pillow, my eyes covered and headphones on. I was listening to a youtube video, a shamanic journey through the akashic fields to meet your spirit guide. It didn't take long before I started to feel like I was falling, then flying. I was surrounded by darkness and neon lit geometrical shapes, yet incomplete, like maybe I hadn't taken enough or because of the fact that I have aphantasia (I'm unable to visualize images at all). This must've been the akashic field. Reflecting on it later on I'm pretty sure I was inside of a fractal/yantra, spinning around, zooming in, zooming out, moving in ways that must've been some kind of a higher dimensional form. I was constantly on the move. I could also during the entire trip feel sensations like something very soft like a pillow was pushing against my body at different places at random times. Most that I could see I could not make sense of, it was just shapes and forms and sometimes curves resembling the human body. But when I started looking for my spirit guide I saw a snake, but then I realized it was a lizard's tail. The Lizard was only there for a second but its colors were the clearest and brightest I had seen during the entire trip. I only saw the face first, then its side, it was so clear, it was made of fractals but they were shaped to look like scales. Then as fast as it appeared, it disappeared. Now I was still just flying through this akashic field and waiting, hoping to see something more. I really badly wanted to meet my spirit guide. At one point I could see skies, clouds and mountains in the left corner of my view. My point of view by the way was zoomed out so I could see all around me, it was such a weird feeling and took a lot of reflection to even figure it out. At all times I felt like there was a presence there with me, watching me, but also the sense of oneness. I could see an eye in the mountains looking right at me a few times, just flashing by, but staying in my thoughts. It was a little bit of a cat-like eye or maybe the Egyptian eye of Horus. Towards the end of the trip it all just started fading but yet once at the end there was one more thing. A flashing image of a cat-like face or maybe panther, but it also looked like a lizard.

This trip report was about my first time ever taking shrooms, btw it was also my first time doing any psychedelics. Me and a buddy both took around 1.5g of penis envy. For him it kicked in, in about 30-40 minutes and nothing had really happened for me besides feeling kind of high. I thought that I just hadn’t taken enough and I have always been a heavyweight on smoking, drinking, etc. His trip had completely started and I decided that since I thought “I hadn’t taken enough” I would start hitting a cart to compensate for not taking enough. I probably hit the cart like 10-15 times before my trip had started and when it did it hit me like a truck. I started seeing patterns and stuff on the walls and the floors that I had never seen before, music was amazing, I felt great. But then that’s were things went wrong. I checked my phone to look at the time or something and I had realized it had been like 20 mins since when they kicked in. I realized that the trip would last 4-6 hours and I started tweaking out. I don’t know if people will know what I am talking about but if you’ve ever used discord and viewed your friends screen share while they are viewing you screen sharing and it just kind of start infinitely moving away. That’s what started happening to me. I couldn’t really move and I was trapped within my own thoughts. My vision seemed to move really far forward as if I was sitting in the back of a movie theater but then would snap back to just my regular vision. I started to freak out a little bit but I stayed calm and kind of just accepted it, put on some jack Johnson and waited it out. After I started to come down it became a really good time and it was a very stereotypical trip with the cool colors and patterns.

(Also I have done a few more shrooms experiences since then without smoking at all and they have turned out a lot better)

Any cool tips people don’t normally know when smoking higher doses of salvia?

Ive cleared a full gram puck of 20x and it was cool just little highs I can have threw out the week but what can I do to make 40x different and exciting besides snapping a full bowl of it and getting 5 years of therapy In 15 minutes which I don’t want right now.

After getting my Tolerance back down from DPH I decided to take 375mg + 135mg. The trip started out as me just listening to music. But slowly degraded into total sinister madness. When the 375mg started to kick in I felt incredibly sick so I decided to throw up but nothing but stomach acid came out. After this I really started to trip, I decided to sit down and text people but most of what i said in retrospect was partial gibberish and schizophrenic like ramblings. One thing that really freaked me out was the emojis on my phone they had sinister looking eyes and mouths they looked hyper realistic almost. When I would touch one they would start laughing at me in an echoey manner. They also all had third eyes. I remember quite vividly the exclamation point emoji bending and bouncing I wanted it stop and be still and it made me really angry.

Someone know anything about how to see if these are fake chocolate shroom bars. I get them at a head shop where I get my salvia.

There called “enjoyable” and they use a term NOOTROPIC-INFUSED NEURO ENHANCHER BELGIAN CHOCOLATE. And it has a dosing chart on the back from daily supplement to heroic dose with 10 pieces and on the box siding says ⚠️ this product is psychedelic ⚠️

They make gummies too same stuff on packaging but in bag

They don’t have dried chunks in them but they are kickass like ego death for some people on 9 peace’s is what I think because they put me in a hole and fucked my perception up good for a while during the trip because I shared a full bag of gummies and a full bar with my gf so we had 20 doses in total we had 10 each and it was intense and long. we did them again another time but with an extra person so we had less to split In between each person and it was pretty much the same intense trip I wouldn’t normally expect from chocolates or gummies.

I’m not really educated on the market of these new legal mushrooms they say there not Aminita mushrooms but they hit so hard compared to a 3.5 gram dose of dried mushrooms. Please tell me what you think because store dude told me they have 4 grams in them but no 4 grams has hit me like that.

Last weekend I finally tried 1P-LSD for the first time, my debut into the world of psychedelics. After conducting tests with reagent kits and confirming the legitimacy of the substance, I took a tab advertised at 100ug. However, I must admit I was surprised by the effects experienced, and as a first-time experience, I have some mixed feelings about it.

The come-up phase was lengthy, as I know these prodrugs tend to take longer to kick in since they need to be metabolized before taking effect, and so far, so good. The ascent was very smooth and mild: no feelings of nausea or discomfort, just a vague sense of coldness and minimal muscle stiffness, perhaps more due to the tension of anticipating something happening than anything else.

Gradually, I found myself in a mental space that was increasingly light and euphoric, yet perfectly manageable and perhaps even 'normal.' Among the effects I noticed was a slight increase in color perception, a desire to move around, and a heightened sensitivity to 'order.' I started wandering around the house straightening pictures that weren't aligned with the walls, something I definitely wouldn't do sober. Yet, despite feeling the effects, I practically had no noteworthy visual effects! The most 'exciting' thing was watching my chandelier move vaguely and almost imperceptibly, the same for bushes in the garden. No change in color, no transformation: in short, no hallucinations in the strict sense of the term!

The most pronounced effects I experienced were more in the emotional sphere: I felt inspired to do something, to appreciate my surroundings, and in general, I felt euphoric and imbued with a marked positivity. The music sounded more enjoyable and 'vibrant,' the emotions it conveyed more pronounced. I was often caught in fits of laughter over things that were sometimes totally stupid, and being aware of it only made me laugh more. After about two hours of 'peak,' if you can call it that, I slowly felt the effects decline. Despite still being in a good mood, I felt a bit disappointed when I realized it had been five hours since dosing and I hadn't had any noteworthy visual experiences. At that point, I contemplated taking more, but I remembered that would only prolong the effect, not the intensity. "Oh well" I said to myself, and stopped thinking about what this experience wasn't, and settled for what it was.

All in all, it was pleasant to let go and appreciate the aesthetics of everything around me. Now I understand a bit better those who say they see beauty in everything and feel at one with the world and nature, even if it was only a hint. I will definitely try the experience again later, once my tolerance is reset and with a higher dose.

TL;DR: I took 100ug of 1P-LSD for the first time, didn't see any dragons, made peace with it, and appreciated the experience for what it gave me despite not meeting my expectations.

Also: do you think that 150ug for next time would be a good bump up or should I try 200ug? Open to suggestions!

Background: Male, late twenties. This is my 3rd time using shrooms. Did 1.5g and 2.0g around 2 years ago and ABSOLUTELY loved it. I am now trying 2.5 grams because I wanted to go deeper than last time, and wanted the 1.0g booster dose handy in case I wanted to go deeper / extend the experience.

I prepared a lot for the experience. Planned to do it at home with three trip sitters who are mostly sober (drinking a little and one is a little high on weed). All incredibly kind people wanting to help make my trip special. We’ll call them: Wife, Best Friend, and Sister. (It’s my wife, one of my best friends, and the best friend’s sister). They were all taking care of me the entire trip, asking what I wanted to do, getting me sodas and snacks the entire time. I highly recommend having people wait on you while tripping.

8:00pm: 2.5g dose down the hatch (chocolate bar, legit source). The first hour was spent going in and out of the trip room and briefly playing a video game. After only 30mins I began to feel initial effects. Things were breathing, body felt heavy, and it felt like a weed high until around 9:00pm.

9:00pm: All four of us are in the living room. My trip playlist is playing out loud. Each song sounded perfect and crisp. I’m attempting to play a card game with everyone but the face of the cards were shimmering, and anything I focused my attention on would take my entire attention.

9:20pm: All these initial effects were similar to my 2.0g trip. I knew I wanted to go deeper so I took the 1.0g booster dose and hit a weed pen a few times. I got to talking with Sister and had a lovely conversation with her. Words were very difficult to formulate. I knew what I wanted to say but articulating the words was hard.

9:50pm: I got into conversation with Best Friend. We had a deep conversation about the values I hold deeply in life. Best Friend is in counseling school for her masters and is very good at asking meaningful questions. She told me what a great friend I am and how being around my wife and I is very good for her. She can how see a healthy relationship functions in real life. This conversation felt incredibly deep and meaningful.

The intensity is bumping up. Over the next 20mins the booster dose and the weed is starting to take effect and the visuals are amplifying. Things that were slightly breathing and moving before are now colorful and moving as if in a stop motion video. The band members on the TV playing with each song are moving around quite a bit. I was thoroughly enjoying the visuals.

10:20pm: I go into the trip room and begin painting while listening to music with one earphone, talking to Best Friend, hitting a nicotine vape and weed vape, and drinking a sprite. I was having a blast.

10:40pm: 2.5 hours into the trip and I can tell things are not getting too intense at all. I felt as though I had complete control and knew there was no chance of a bad trip (something I was worried about going into it). So I take the last of the mushroom stash, (0.5g) and continue to hit the weed pen more.

11:00pm: Over the next hour I certainly peaked. It was spent in the trip room painting, listening to music in my headphones, or off a record player. All the girls were in the trip room talking, and having a good time.

I am in complete bliss. I felt with each heartbeat I was pulsating pure euphoria. I felt / imagined pulsating colorful visuals flowing out of my head forming a colorful mushroom above me. I was telling my wife that “This is awesome, everything is awesome!”. Everything was indeed awesome. I had the greatest body high and was filled with pure happiness.

This continued for the next hour as everyone began to get sleepy and ready for bed.

12:00am: We all watch a nature documentary on Netflix for a few minutes before everyone goes to sleep. A horrific scene of locusts migrating and moving all over filled the TV. I could feel them all crawling around and morphing. This didn’t actually freak me out or anything as I found it amusing. But I could see how people have bad trips. Everything that’s happening is very emotionally significant as well as whatever is happening is the most exaggerated version of whatever it is.

For example, we talked about how cute one of my dogs were and the entire moment and everything happening was the cutest thing and moment ever created.

1:00am: Everyone goes to bed and I have one last conversation with Best Friend talking about plans to trip in the future. We both want to do it in nature next time.

2:00am: I am still kind of tripping as I drift off to sleep. I think taking the 2nd booster dose was why I was still feeling it 6 hours after initial ingestion. But the weed making me tired and exhaustion was unable to be stopped and sleep was inevitable.

Conclusions: Wow. I can’t believe how a perfect set and setting make a trip 0% scary. Like I had so many precautions in place in case things turned bad. I coached all the girls on what to do if I freak out, start looping, I had Xanax on hand to kill the trip, etc.

This was definitely more intense than my last trip. I fucking enjoyed every second of it. It’s been about 2 months since the experience at the time of writing the conclusion and I definitely walked away with some decent insight. Found out how Self-Discipline is an incredibly important value to myself. I also realized how mushrooms are more fun than any other drug I’ve ever tried and has helped inspire me to cut down / cut out other drugs in my life like Nicotine, weed, and alcohol. Because I figure having the self discipline to moderate my life is only going to add to the greatness of my mushroom experiences in to future.

I intent to take shrooms a few times a year. I am really looking for a deeper other worldly spiritual experience, but without getting into ego dissolution / death territory. I want to get to that level after I get a ton of trips under my belt.

I figure next time, I could handle 3.5g initial dose with no booster since I handled 2.5g + 1.0g pretty easily. And I figure taking it all at once will make the peak more intense.

Cheers, mush love.

In early February, I began to grow an interest in the use of psychedelics and how they can be used to explore the human mind more in depth than the sober mind can perceive. I started watching countless videos, gaining information on the topic and how they can be used for recreational, and therapeutic purposes, and how they can help many people. I've had ADHD and i'm pretty sure i'm depressed, so it was interesting that a drug that i've viewed as dangerous and unhealthy my whole life could actually help with mental illness and much more, with no physiological risks or damage to the brain/body. I mainly looked into Psilocybin (mushrooms) and LSD (acid). I have some friends with experience with mushrooms, so I decided that's where I would start. My friend and I made a plan to take mushrooms together on 4/20. I got my hands on some Penis Envy about a week before, about 9 grams worth, and split it into 3 sets of 3 grams. The plan was he would pick me up, we would get food, take them, and head back to his place for the night. But the day before, Friday, he suddenly couldn't make it. I was bummed, but we agreed to still take them, just not together. At 6pm, I took a little over 3 grams (I added a small mushroom cap from a different bag) and waited. They tasted terrible. He took them about 2 hours earlier, and he was already tripping. He wanted to make sure 3 grams wasn't too much for me. About 20 minutes in, I felt a little nauseous. But that quickly passed. Soon after, I felt like a little zap in my ears, like a bee was in my brain buzzing around. But it was a sharp, quick, zap. It was strange. I felt lighter, and my phone felt heavy. From the corner of my eye, through the window, a big tree popped out to me. It was almost frightening. It stood out from everything else, and I could see every ridge and crevice in that tree. Some time later, I looked back, and it was crying. The tree was crying, and I was fascinated. I looked down on the wood floor and it was slowly flowing beneath me. I was ecstatic. The visuals kept ramping up, and for 2 hours I was constantly walking around my room, looking at everything flowing and jumping out at me. The mirror was fascinating. My hair was flowing and my face almost looked wrinkled, and my eyes grew bigger. I looked at every surface in that room, just astounded by the beauty of it. Looking back outside, it looked like a painting straight from Van Gogh. It was incredible. The trees that stacked over each other in the distance, if you know what I mean, blended together into kaleidoscopes. When I closed my eyes, I saw blue tunnels and strong geometry. Circles made of stars and such. I decided to lay down when I was about peaking. I don't know why, but I started to cry. I needed to let something out, I guess. But it didn't last long. I got back up, put my headphones in, and listened to The Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd. It was the perfect album for the ambience and the scenario. I danced as the sun set, and the trees danced too. I was happy. But when the album finished I decided to get into bed and just watch the trees some more, and I don't know what happened, but I got bored. Depressed, even. Like, "What am I doing with my life? I really just took a hard ass drug." I forgot the come-down can be quite depressing. I checked back with my friend. He came down a long time ago. He revealed he had a bad trip. Alone. He said his voice was echoing and he couldn't see and he was crying for no reason. He was really scared, and he didn't want to do it for a while. It was bad. I guess he was just in a bad headspace going in. I wish I could've been there for him, or he could've at least called me. For me though, it was a fun experience that I would do again, but I hated the come down. I took another 3g the next day and had no effects or visuals, but I felt really lonely and depressed during that time. So I don't even know. I would try LSD to see if it is any different in that aspect as well as DMT. Those are the compounds that I would try today, if they weren't so fucking illegal. Anyways, that's it. Thanks.

I will be live trip reporting my 800mg trip tonight on DPH. I know to be as safe as possible and I know this shit isnt fun ive done it plenty of times. I plan to quit again after this dose because I will be out and ofc this substance is shit but it def gives interesting storys so thats why im making this. Ive done it before and I get some unique hillucinations compared to other people on dph so im gonna live trip report. (click on post)

Just took them

45 minutes in: Coming up slight body load no noticible hillucinations yet besides slight ringing in my ears. Music is starting to sound amazing. Feeling good so far, also btw I ate before this so it may take a little longer to kick in.

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I’m a 21 year old male and I’ve been using shrooms for a while now. But a little over a year ago I had a trip that scared me away from them and the thought of ever tripping again made my heart race. I thought I was going to die and I kept having thoughts about death and going permanently insane but I came down and was okay aside from the scary memories that lasted a while after the trip. I’m not sure if it gave me mild ptsd or something but I just know that the thought of tripping scared me until a couple days ago when I decided to give them another shot.

So I was laying in my bed at around midnight playing the new MW3 multiplayer and I decided to smoke a joint and take a couple shots to chill for the night when all of a sudden a random urge to trip came across my mind and I realized I had an eighth of APE so I said fuck it. I downed them and within like 30 minutes I was like oh shit I’m feeling the effects coming on and panicked so I ran to the bathroom and stuck my finger in the back of my throat a few times but nothing happened. But all of a sudden I just felt really relaxed and giddy.

I said you know what it’ll be okay I accept whatever happens to me. So I went back to my room and layed there in the dark with only my tv on while I stared at the MW3 home screen on PlayStation where it’s just mountains in a desert and felt like everything on my tv was shifting and forming these aztec / mayan temple designs. Like I was seeing everything become more bold and formulaic and the mountains were beginning to form ancient imagery and the outline of faces appearing and disappearing. I was fascinated and just couldn’t stop looking at them until everything on my screen started swirling and shifting into each other. But for some reason it looked more real than how I viewed things sober like there was this overwhelming sense of my mind expanding and being transported somewhere else.

I got this urge to lay back and close my eyes because it was getting intense. So I layed down and before I did I looked at my ceiling and it was slowly coming up and down while it waved around like water in the ocean. I was seeing the patterns in my ceiling swirling around in the same exact motion that water does all while it was slowly lowering down and pulling back up. I closed my eyes and saw geometry and swirling patterns as well as faces everywhere and the faces would shift between smiling and looking angry. I started hearing both male and female voices in my head repeating things like “don’t worry we’re here to help” and “I’ll protect you” and “you’re here with us now”. I was constantly being reassured that I was okay and it was like I was being welcomed into this other realm.

Then I started feeling like my body was ascending. I layed there with my eyes closed and I felt like my body was being pulled towards the ceiling or like my soul was leaving my body. I felt this constant feeling of being pulled upwards all while I was completely at peace. I just felt so cozy and happy to be there and like my soul was ascending somewhere else. I realized that shrooms don’t want to hurt us and that they only want the best for us. It made me realize that I need to stop worrying so much and being scared of the shrooms because they want to heal us. I layed there and occasionally would randomly giggle for a few seconds then go silent for like 10-15 minutes then I’d giggle again and this went on for like an hour after I peaked. I felt so blissful like a full body orgasm and I was constantly out of breath just trying to regain my composure.

It felt so sensual in a way like my body was being massaged all over and I was constantly being filled with this overwhelming sensation of excitement and peace that I haven’t felt in a long time. All while my eyes were closed and I was being encompassed in geometry and faces shifting all around me. There were these weird snake designs that covered my vision and were constantly moving around like a conveyor belt. It felt like I was being absorbed in fractals and like I was being “healed” mentally in this other dimension like I was meant to be there all this time and I’m finally home. It genuinely felt like I was reconnecting with family that just wanted the best for me and wanted to make sure I felt happy.

Once the peak passed and I was past the most intense parts, I opened my eyes and felt so at peace. My head felt so quiet but everything was shifting and colors looked so vibrant. I was so proud of myself for overcoming my fear of taking shrooms again so I started a match of MW3 and played favela which is a really colorful map in this new game. I remember seeing all the details on the map shifting and twisting and the textures in the game were constantly slithering away like a snake and my vision couldn’t focus on one thing at a time. It was just like seeing everything twist around like a water color painting like that starry night painting. Things looked swirly and cartoonish but also colors looked more “real” and “bolder” in a way. For some reason I was destroying everyone on the game and I was doing better than normal. The remainder of the trip I played some COD and eventually passed out but it was such a good trip. I’m planning on doing 5g’s soon which I’ve done in the past but it’s been a minute. I’ve been after glowing for days and I feel the most at peace I have in a long time. I’ve been dealing with anxiety and depression symptoms for a while and now they’re basically nonexistent. I really feel blessed and just happy to be alive now. This stuff really is medicine when you do it correctly and this trip made me realize that all the time I wasted being scared of shrooms was pointless since the shrooms only want what’s best for you. Anyways love all you humans and I hope your future trips go as well as mine did. I do understand that I was smoking weed and drinking on top of it so that might’ve made a difference in my effects, but I still feel it benefited me and like my brain is working better than it ever has. But regardless good luck tripping everyone and stay safe out there.

Hey all, I’d like to start this off by saying this trip happened about a year ago, and just wanted to share since I plan to take again soon and coming back and reading this after my next experience to compare seems fun.

Anyways this trip was totally unplanned and very out of the blue which was a stupid idea I know but hey ya live and you learn. I’m unsure of the strain but the mushrooms themselves were blueish in color towards the base. Effects started to hit at around 30-45 min post consumption and started out good, shortly after that we started watching TV and the trip took a turn for the worse, the people in the show we were watching voices went from English to what sounded like a language straight out of the SIMS games and I could no longer understand their English which slightly panicked me. Following this, roughly 5 min later my time loop started, the walls around me would melt away to reveal me inside some kind of farmhouse in what felt like a different reality,but when I would realize I wasn’t in the same room I was just in then the walls would “unmelt” and I would be back in the room I was actually in. The whole time of the unmelting felt like I was in a movie and someone was pressing rewind to watch a part again because as soon as I would get back to the room the melting and appearing in the farmhouse would just happened again and again, this whole charade lasted probably 20 minutes but felt like hours to me. When the time loop finally ended I was so freaked at this point (and my tripsitters weren’t being very chill) so I shouted I needed to go outside and get out of here, walking was a bit of a struggle so they helped me outside, it was nighttime and so I decided to look at the moon but rather than the normal moon, it was red, blood red, it felt almost as though the moon was itself an evil entity. After seeing the moon, I redirected my eyes to a different part of the sky to look at the star, and while I did, I saw a triangular shaped ufo that only I could see in the group, but it wasn’t scary to me, seeing the ‘ufo’ actually made me smile and brought about a sense of calm and tranquility, this was the first time since the trip started that I felt content with everything happening. After seeing the ufo I made the decision it was time to go home because I needed to be somewhere where I felt safe and content and not a damn frat house. So my girlfriend drove me home and on the ride home I was heaving uncomfortably while talking to my best friend on the phone since he was trying to ground me. Anyways after getting home I immediately went to the bathroom, stripped off all my clothes aside from my underwear and laid down face first on the cold bathroom floor. This is the point when I realized how bad I had been fighting the trip due to being in an uncomfortable environment, and so I audibly said out loud “oh I understand now I need to accept what’s happening, sorry shrooms, Ill stop fighting now”. After uttering these words to myself it felt as if the trip took a 180 in a positive direction, I closed my eyes and saw what looked like to me the inside of a kaleidoscope, and in this kaleidoscope was a color that I had never seen before, I don’t know why but the color itself felt conscious and as if it was caught, the color moved towards me after ‘realizing its consciousness’ no words were spoken from the color at this time but they didn’t need to be because I could feel nothing but love and happiness coming my way, after admiring this color for a while I asked, what are you? But after asking, a calming voice that sounded neither male or female somehow, said “Im sorry but you can’t know that yet, it’s time to open your eyes now” and so I did and when I did I felt this overwhelming feeling of a weight being lifted off my chest, and I ended off the night by calling my friend and giving him this same trip report. I was not expecting such an intense experience but that was what I got. I was on Wellbutrin at the time so I’m not sure if that affected the trip at all but overall I felt the trip was a positive one. I did however come to the conclusion on the comedown of my trip that my bad trip stemmed from my disrespect towards the mushrooms by taking them in the way I did and that the good trip started because I apologized and stopped fighting. But yeah that was my experience taking 3.5g my second time tripping.

Just to clarify my reasons are purely personal but I’m trying to better myself!!

i've taken shrooms a couple times, pretty new to anything of the air but my first two times i took about 3g APE each time, first time i immediately freaked out and told my parents and got in trouble, when i was starting to come down i started crying like crazy because my parents are super nice and i was really worried that i don't wanna disappoint them, but the trip was amazing especially the time i spent outside, a lot of emotions though.

second time i learned my lesson, i tripped at night, super intense nausea and visuals and whatnot but i'll get to what i'm worried about in the next few paragraphs.

the third time i took shrooms it was a smaller dose, about 2gs but i was geeking hard, the visuals and stuff weren't insane but i felt really stupid and slow.

in all three trips, i've heard voices talking, not like auditory hallucinations but the best i can compare it to is thoughts that are on a different wavelength, no matter what i'm thinking about i'm hearing random voices of an absolutely random and unpredictably mix of people i know and characters from TV and movies and shit. keep in mind these thoughts aren't malicious by any means but i can see it potentially adding an additional unpleasant layer to a bad trip if i have one, but if i'm having a good trip it's almost sort of comforting.

after the last trip i've been having sort of mild flashbacks whenever i try to sleep, usually takes about 30-60 minutes longer to fall asleep because i have to wait to stop feeling flashbacks (i've never actually seen references to psilocybin flashbacks but i've heard of acid flashbacks and can only assume the same applies because i don't think it could be anything else).

i notice these flashbacks because i see my visual snow shifting in shape and becoming vibrant and the noise of the fans in my room and the open noises changes to be like that of when i'm tripping (super echoey and it feels like the noise is going through my brain rather than just my ears)

a few nights ago i tried to go to sleep and i was having these weird thoughts on a different wavelength than normal, the same as during a trip and i couldn't control it, took it like 2 hours to stop and i fell asleep at probably 12:30-1 which was pretty inconvenient and sort of worrying.

i know for sure there's lewy-body dementia (different from alzheimers it can result in mood swings and general delirium) on my moms side, because my grandfather had it and it was pretty disconcerting. no diagnosed schizophrenia or bipolar or anything on either side but i'm pretty worried about taking any psychs again, i've heard you can develop early onset dementia or bring mental disorders to the front, can i risk taking psychs again or should i stay away?

i haven't taken any psychs in a few weeks and i don't plan to for another few because it's alway a super intense experience that i can't deal with more often than that. do you guys think i should avoid psychs and stick to other substances? or none at all?

Hello, r/tripreports community,

My name is Bethany Gray (but I usually go by Bags). I am a PhD student at Colorado State University and I am conducting a research study on psilocybin use. About two years ago, I posted a survey to several subreddits, and got over 1400 responses! The first publication from that study is pending publication.

The purpose of this NEW study is to continue to get an idea of how and why psilocybin is being used in the real world right now, and to test out some new surveys based on the feedback of the people who took it the first time. I want to understand whether there are different types of psilocybin use and what kinds of benefits/ positive outcomes/ consequences/ risks are associated with each type of use. If you participated in the last survey, you ARE eligible for this one too!

The research aims to gain an in-depth understanding the following:

• The dosages of psilocybin you typically use
• The frequency with which you use psilocybin
• Your demographic information
• What benefits and/ or consequences you have experienced from your psilocybin use

Through statistical analysis of this information, we hope to gain a better understanding of real world use and how to craft new surveys to use in the future.

Who… We are recruiting people aged 18 or older that can provide informed consent. We are open to hearing about both positive and not so positive experiences of psilocybin. Because this is an anonymous study, we have to require that you not have a family history or a previous diagnosis of any psychotic disorders and that you not be actively suicidal, as we will not be able to provide adequate support to you in these circumstances.

What… Private, confidential surveys will be available until we run out of reimbursement funding. At this time, we have enough money to raffle off ten $100 gift cards. Survey questions aim to garner an understanding of what your psilocybin use is like and what it is for. It will take you about 25-30 minutes. All responses are anonymized - your information will not be shared and cannot be traced back to you. These surveys are part of graduate research at Colorado State University, supervised by Dr. Mark Prince.

How… We are aware that this is a delicate and sensitive topic. Preserving your anonymity, health and safety is extremely important to us. If you would like to participate, please click the link below and it will open the Qualtrics surveys in a new tab. After you finish the whole survey, it will route you to a completely separate page where you can enter any email address you have access to for the raffle. These email addresses will be stored on a separate database and cannot be linked to your survey responses.

Your participation may contribute to a current and clinically relevant area with major unmet needs for future avenues in psychedelic research.

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Email bethany.gray**[at]colostate[dot]**edu with questions. Thank you!

Bethany (Bags) Gray, MS

Doctoral Student at Colorado State University

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Hey all, yesterday I (20yo male, 160lbs) lemon tek'd 5g of Albino penis envy revert cubensis. I had an insane experience and wanted to share my trip report to encourage others to do the same (if in the right headspace of course)

T+0:00

I lemon tek the 5g in my kitchen at 4:00pm, and proceed straight to my bedroom to lay down and listen to music on the come up. I typically lay down until I'm peaking to help with the nausea, and I was going to be alone in my house for about an hour til my partner got off work.

T+0:30

I'm starting to feel them kick in, I notice that if I stare at my door it slowly inches closer to my bed, and that my ceilings look significantly lower. I'm listening to Hozier.

T+1:00

All the patterns on the dry wall have went from moving slightly to swirling, with added colors everywhere on my white walls. I notice that when I close my eyes, the typical red spot you see when looking at a bright light is now accompanied by prismatic rainbows along the edges. Minute by minute, I anticipate my partner getting home more and more. I was so deeply excited to see her. I listen to "eat your young" and "empire now" off Hozier's new album, and begin seeing all sorts of things that I can't remember. I get up to go to the bathroom, and I see my partner at my front door. I feel an overwhelming happiness washing over me as I rush to the door to grab her in a hug. I notice that when I leave the room I can control myself, I can walk around without a massive smile. But when I see her there is nothing I can do but give the largest smile I can muster. I'm so happy she's here and that I can spend this with her. We end up talking about my credit cards. She was getting her first and had a couple questions, and I had to pull together my psilocin-ridden brain to answer financial questions. Eventually, we decide to go on a hike at a local trail that opens up on a cliff view over the mountains and a river. I am extremely excited that she will drive me there.

T+2:00

We just pulled up to the entrance point of the trail, and the mushrooms feel like they're in full effect. Everything is so beautiful. The way the light hits the trees and bounces from the leaves, all the orange and red rocks conveying pictures to my eyes. As we hike up the mountain, I am constantly in awe of the beauty of the nature around us, however I have no idea where we are relative to the trail. I'm perfectly aware we are heading the right direction, but absolutely nothing is familiar to me.

T+2:30

We are just about to reach the lookout spot. To describe it better, after climbing up the mountain you shimmy your way down to a rock cliff. it could not be any wider than 6ft and any longer than 10ft. You can perfectly see the river below, and all the ridges and hills around you. As we started to shimmy down the rocks, I get hit with a monumental wave of euphoria. I sit down on the edge of the cliff while my partner gently rubs my back. I begin to lean into the waves, producing more and more of them. I have no idea how to describe these better than it felt like a full body orgasm that would have no lead up. It would appear out of no where and nearly drop me to my knees. After a couple more waves of euphoria, I'm ready to climb down. The closer we get to the cliff face the more uncontrollable my anticipation feels. When the trees open up and I see the view, it feels like the resolution of my eyes is higher. Usually it feels like 2 or 3x, but this time it felt like 10x. I could see so much detail miles away, I could count the trees on the face of the other hills. At this point I've taken my shirt off because I was hot, and I begin feeling like a solar panel. I am trying to absorb as much of the suns rays as possible. As I look and look, I notice tiny bugs climbing on the rocks around us, and this prompts me to think about what life is. I lay down and start to think about the diversity of life, the beauty of it, all it is and all it has to offer. I'm no hippie, but laying there I feel like I start to understand something important. As I think more and more, staring up at the cloudless blue sky, I find the meaning of life. My partner asks what I'm thinking about and the only words I can muster together is "I get it" and "I understand." With every time I say this she asks more and more intently, wanting to understand what I've come to terms with. I tell her I found the meaning of life, and when she asks what it is I hesitate. I feel like the mushrooms have told me a great secret, and that this answer is not a universal answer. Then I start to cry, I realize how many people search for this answer, how many spend their lives looking and I am lucky enough to find it early in life. My partner asks even more intently after I tear up, and then I begin to feel as though everyone has a unique answer to what the meaning of life is, and I tell her that I can't tell her. Not only because I feel these feelings, but because the meaning of life isn't something that can be conveyed in language. We sit at the cliff a little longer, admiring the perfect view of the landscape and sunset, and then turn around.

T+3:30

The hike on the way back felt like forever, not from boredom or any discontent, it just felt extremely lengthy. As we went down the steep hill I started to run and let my joints flail around loosely. We get back to the car, and I tell her I don't want to go back to the city. Half as a dramatic joke but half as truth. I wanted to stay out in the beauty of nature.

T+4:00

We get home and I am still peaking, we go to my room because I always like to cuddle and have sex on psychedelics. When we get back to the room, I feel it again. When I look at her I feel this uncontrollable happiness. I tell her to take her clothes off as I take mine off. There was no lust in this question, I just wanted to be able to feel her whole body on mine, without a boundary made from denim and cotton. We eventually start having sex and I feel a deep hunger, like nothing I have ever felt before. I want her and everything she is. I'll skip the details in between but she eventually passes out, and after a little cuddling I leave the room to sit on the couch.

T+6:00

At this point, I notice I'm getting a slight headache. I am definitely coming down but still feel my mind in the racing psilocybin headspace. I take and ibuprofen and try to go to sleep, but it was very difficult. I believe I spent the next four hours trying to go to sleep, but the mushrooms were definitely keeping my mind busy and awake. I finally fall asleep, and it wasn't super great. Those are the only complaints I have about the entire trip.

The trip was amazing, I feel like I learned a lot but can't put my finger on exactly what it is. I have my first performance coming up playing guitar and singing in front of my university, and today I realized most of my anxiety about this performance has subsided. I feel more confident about it, and I'm excited to be up on stage. This was the best psychedelic experience I have ever had. If you're thinking about hero dosing, work your way up to it and make sure you have the right set and setting. Once you're good on those fronts I promise you are going to have one of the best experiences of your life, and you will come out of it feeling different in some way.

Substance: Approximately 7 grams of psilocybin mushrooms (a "heroic dose," especially for a first-time user), consumed as a piece of chocolate in pre-wrapped, commercial-looking packaging.

We were initially told it was a mild dose.Set & Setting: The journey took place in a public park within a college town, known for its carved faces in the trees. The intention was to watch the solar eclipse on April 8, 2024, with my current girlfriend of 7 years and my ex-wife of 17 years, who had planned the experience and was the most knowledgeable about psychedelics among us.Onset:

The effects began to come on strong around 15-20 minutes after ingestion, while still in the car. Anxiety and a powerful body high created a feeling of confinement. Upon arriving at the park, auditory distortions and a blending of voices were already present.Peak: The experience intensified rapidly. Vivid visual distortions, like my ex-wife morphing into a witch-like figure, and overwhelming auditory hallucinations bombarded my senses. My ability to concentrate on anything for more than a few seconds was gone. Cognitive abilities were severely impaired, making navigating the public setting and using my phone nearly impossible. There was a complete separation of all my senses from each other and from my being. Time and space broke down into a meaningless, inconsistent state.

A profound dissolution of self and detachment from my body led to a feeling of merging with the universe. This brought a powerful insight into consciousness as an indestructible, eternal energy cycling through existence. "I felt my barriers fall down and I was released, slowly floating, starting to be absorbed back into the universe where I was from.

"Effects & Intensity:

(Note: The scale is based on about 5 LSD trips in high school, and I'm assuming 10 would be my breaking point for the scale.)

Anxiety and Discomfort: A constant and overwhelming presence during the onset (8/10)

Body High: A surging energy rising from my feet upwards (7/10)

Visual Distortions: Faces and objects morphing, creating a surreal landscape; colors were intense with a wet look, green seemed to be the most intense. (9/10)

Auditory Hallucinations: Sounds shifting, overlapping, and coming from all directions (9/10)

Ego Dissolution: A complete loss of self and merging with the universe (10/10)

Cognitive Impairment: Difficulty focusing, thinking clearly, and performing simple tasks (8/10)

Time Distortion: Moments feeling stretched or compressed, creating a sense of disorientation (7/10)

Euphoria and Connection: Moments of intense joy and connection amidst the chaos (8/10)

Looping: Thoughts and sensations repeating in a continuous cycle; speech also seemed to start looping, when I spoke it would fall into a rolling stutter; visual traces and auditory traces almost like a bug flapping wings (8/10)

Navigating Challenges: The latter part of the journey was filled with challenges. My ex-wife's erratic behavior had led to us getting out of her car, onto the public road. We both were in a state where we couldn't trust our own senses to make correct decisions, creating a stressful and potentially dangerous situation. Managing the overwhelming effects of the mushrooms while trying to ensure our safety became a struggle.

Seeking Help: In desperation, I called J for help. Despite difficulties communicating, I conveyed our need for assistance. The wait for J's arrival was agonizing, as the solar eclipse above mirrored the disorienting experience.Revelations & Integration:

I later learned that my ex-wife had orchestrated the experience as revenge, intentionally choosing potent mushrooms and a challenging setting to induce a difficult trip. The eclipse marked 10 years to the day I left her, and we were divorced a few weeks later. Despite the betrayal and challenges, I emerged with a deeper sense of resilience, appreciation for loved ones, and confidence in my ability to overcome adversity.

I had an amazing moment in the middle of terror. I'm still debating if the price paid was worth the amazing insight gained.

Yesterday i decided to take shrooms, last time i did was about 2 months ago. I took 2 grams of liberty caps at around 7pm and it hit me unusually hard, unusually fast. 15 minutes after ingestion i already felt tingly and spacey. And 30 minutes in i started going in and out of panic mode. I decided to go outside because i felt like my room was too closed off if you know what i mean. But that just made things worse.

I was about 10 minutes away from my house when i peaked. I was walking toward the beach that i live very close to and the sea looked like it was rising for some reason, i nervously laughed it off and was trying to tell myself that „im just tweaking a little bit im going to be fine” I went on the beach and weirdly didnt mind the people being there. I took off my glasses because i wanted to clean them and immediately when i took them off i felt so weird and disoriented, i felt like a wave of dread came at my eyes and head. Started panicking a bit inside me but i decided to just go home and hope for the best.

The plants in the fields around me had a weird colour to them. The flowers looked very orange and the grass looked very green. I thought to myself that it kind of felt like a fantasy book or a video game and of course my mind immediately went to picturing a werewolf from the witcher game. The whole way home was scary for me, i was looking down at the ground because the visuals were a bit too much. The auditory hallucinations were probably the scariest part tho. Every sound was distorted, choppy and pitched down. The sound of the sea was almost mechanical and i freaked myself out even more because it kind of sounded like the stupid „dmt trip simulations” on youtube. And i could swear i heard these frog like sounds, ifykyk.

Finally when i came home i didnt know what to do with myself. I was walking endlessly around the house from room to room trying to distract myself from the feeling but it only made things worse cuz i started forgetting why and how i got to that particular room over and over again. At this point the things i felt were very similar to how i felt during a hard time in my life that i thought i got over, maybe i had to feel the trauma to properly process it once and for all? I Puked a lot, in the sink, the toilet, wherever i could and for some reason it felt very good afterwards for a few minutes but the dread and loneliness came back.

i decided to smoke a little bit of weed to calm me down, then went to bed, put on a blanket and started watching a youtube video „how to get through a bad trip”. Im not sure who the creator was but the video was very comforting, he told me that everything is going to be fine and its just temporary. I had to stay in the exact position i was laying in or else i felt a weird sensation. It felt like the half of my body that faced away from the mattress i was laying on was getting sucked in the bad trip again, whenever i looked at the wall i saw shapes that would turn into a goat or a figure with horns, but at that point i could just go straight back to watching youtube and being okay.

Its also worth mentioning the wonderful people on the r/shrooms subreddit that commented on my post with advice and words of comfort during a time when i felt very alone and scared.

Then finally i started feeling that i was coming down but i wasnt comfortable with standing up yet because i was still going in and out of feeling bad and feeling okay, it fluctuated a lot. When it subsided i smoked the other half of the joint and decided that i should go to bed and think about what i experienced tomorrow, so i guess this post is kind of me doing exactly that.

MORAL OF YESTERDAYS TRIP: even if you think youre prepared, you should stay humble and respect the mushrooms. Even though i wanted to try shrooms alone for some time, i think subconciously i was treating them like a regular drug on a regular thursday afternoon and got proven wrong. Even though it was one of the scariest days of my life i feel like it was needed for some reason. Maybe ill find out why sometime.