ODAAT2653
Rising Star
Hey y’all,
So glad to see you’re up and running again. DMT called to me about 4-5 years ago at 5 years sober from alcohol and illegal drugs.
At 5 years sober I was still not having a great time in life and had tried everything.
I used, still do, 12 step recovery to maintain my recovery from alcoholism and addiction and was 10 years sober in April this year.
At 5 years sober psychedelics became of interest to assist with spiritual growth, trauma management, depression etc.
So I started investigating reading books, watching videos, reading personal accounts and just soaking up all the info I could.
One day about 6 or 7 years sober my brother mentioned DMT. He’d extracted his own. Eventually he let me blast off. It was fabulous. I then proceeded to do my own extraction. Turned out great. The video I used for the process has since been pulled from YouTube, of course, but it was pretty simple.
Anyway, I’m the last 5 years I’ve taken probably 10-12 trips. I wasted a bunch the first few times using aluminum foil not knowing what the heck I was really doing. It worked but not well. Could never figure out the vape pen thing so just used a bubble.
The last time was about 2 years ago. I took about a 35mg hit and off I went. It was so beautiful, not uncommon from prior times. Tears were flowing etc etc. When I came back I decided to take 1 more.
My bird peepee from the other room and it felt like a warning but I disregarded and proceeded to take 1 more big blast.
Welp, it was the most terrifying experience of my life. Can’t explain why but I feel like I know why. I screamed and screamed running the edge of my bed patting my bed trying to make it stop.
I ended up grabbing my bird and he sat on my shoulder as I sat on the bed. He was my only source of comfort assuring me reality as I know it was still here, I just needed to wait a few.
What I later came to acknowledge was the D bitchslapped me because the intention for the second blast off wasn’t pure. It wasn’t for facing my crap, it wasn’t for spiritual purposes or anything I feel most people are called to psychedelics for.
What it was was spiritual GREED. I was simply being greed driven and that intention got me served.
Haven’t touched it since.
I’ve used, and still do, microdosing with occasional macro doses of mushrooms and once a week Ive therapeutic dosed ketamine the last 6 months.
This will be the last month for that. It served its purpose I feel.
Mushies are still useful too I feel.
Anyway, I tried to get in here a couple years ago or maybe early lady year and was told the site had been shut down. I was so disappointed.
Tried again a couple weeks ago and here we all are.
Nice to be back.
So glad to see you’re up and running again. DMT called to me about 4-5 years ago at 5 years sober from alcohol and illegal drugs.
At 5 years sober I was still not having a great time in life and had tried everything.
I used, still do, 12 step recovery to maintain my recovery from alcoholism and addiction and was 10 years sober in April this year.
At 5 years sober psychedelics became of interest to assist with spiritual growth, trauma management, depression etc.
So I started investigating reading books, watching videos, reading personal accounts and just soaking up all the info I could.
One day about 6 or 7 years sober my brother mentioned DMT. He’d extracted his own. Eventually he let me blast off. It was fabulous. I then proceeded to do my own extraction. Turned out great. The video I used for the process has since been pulled from YouTube, of course, but it was pretty simple.
Anyway, I’m the last 5 years I’ve taken probably 10-12 trips. I wasted a bunch the first few times using aluminum foil not knowing what the heck I was really doing. It worked but not well. Could never figure out the vape pen thing so just used a bubble.
The last time was about 2 years ago. I took about a 35mg hit and off I went. It was so beautiful, not uncommon from prior times. Tears were flowing etc etc. When I came back I decided to take 1 more.
My bird peepee from the other room and it felt like a warning but I disregarded and proceeded to take 1 more big blast.
Welp, it was the most terrifying experience of my life. Can’t explain why but I feel like I know why. I screamed and screamed running the edge of my bed patting my bed trying to make it stop.
I ended up grabbing my bird and he sat on my shoulder as I sat on the bed. He was my only source of comfort assuring me reality as I know it was still here, I just needed to wait a few.
What I later came to acknowledge was the D bitchslapped me because the intention for the second blast off wasn’t pure. It wasn’t for facing my crap, it wasn’t for spiritual purposes or anything I feel most people are called to psychedelics for.
What it was was spiritual GREED. I was simply being greed driven and that intention got me served.
Haven’t touched it since.
I’ve used, and still do, microdosing with occasional macro doses of mushrooms and once a week Ive therapeutic dosed ketamine the last 6 months.
This will be the last month for that. It served its purpose I feel.
Mushies are still useful too I feel.
Anyway, I tried to get in here a couple years ago or maybe early lady year and was told the site had been shut down. I was so disappointed.
Tried again a couple weeks ago and here we all are.
Nice to be back.