Rodger.Sonwil
Rising Star
Hey nexians finnaly I've registered after years of reading these forums. This is my story of my experience of psychosis and hoe its changed my life for the better.
Its been about 6 months since my psychotic episode it was triggered by a combination of lsd, mushrooms, sleep deprivation and maybe past dmt use.
Shroom season hits so a mate and myself go camping we each eat 5 hits of acid. About 10 hours in were sane enough to look for shrooms we find about 2.5 killos of gymnopilus shrooms one had a cap the size of a dinner plate and weighed atleast a kilo note these are weak shrooms but it was ok as we found alot. As I was picking the monster shroom it felt like I was inserting my hand into an alien brain. We get back to camp and make some tea drunk the tea and just laid there I had a vision of the life of a mushroom as it dies I see the spirit of the shroom or the mushroom goddess leave its body and enter hyperspace it was beutifull. The next day we head home and still tripping we make more tea we drink the rest of the shrooms over a week without coming down. Towards the end of the week I think I stooped sleeping as I thought every hour was a year and when you sleep you die I wanted to grow up so I went atleast 72 hours without sleep thinking im 72 years old I decide I've had a good life and now I want to reincarnate as a tree I became a tree and loved it. I come to and im moving out of my home then im gone again next time I come to im at my dads thinking he's my father as in god and I was Jesus his apprentice learning how to run the universe I thought god is everything therefor I must be god I thought that realization was my promotion into being god. Next time I come to im in hospital thinking I've got my doctors cert for not being at work the previous week I leave to resume my mundane life as a human. Security finds me takes me back then I get a police escort to a locked psychiatric hospital. Whilst their I think I've been kidnapped they put me on olanzapine 15mg and over the next two weeks I start coming back to sanity they put me on detention for a month but because of my remarkable recovery im out after two weeks. I move back into my dads seeing psycologist and psychiatrist weekly i start getting intergrated back into society. 6 months later my life is better i was working a 50 hour week before this experience smoking weed everyday not going anywhere in life. Now I've got a future I've moved across the country to be with my siblings im at uni studying naturopathy and complementary medicine and I've started looking for a new job. If it wasn't for the 3-4 week long trip id still be doing nothing with my life so even though I've went through a psychosis I've came out the other end better. I haven't touched any psychedelics I've smoked weed but not like i used to and oneday im likely to do psychs again but I've learnt my lesson that you need to be responsible with your use and i hope after reading this others rethink their use and use more responseably. If you've read all this thankyou it was long and I've left alot out but that's my story.
Its been about 6 months since my psychotic episode it was triggered by a combination of lsd, mushrooms, sleep deprivation and maybe past dmt use.
Shroom season hits so a mate and myself go camping we each eat 5 hits of acid. About 10 hours in were sane enough to look for shrooms we find about 2.5 killos of gymnopilus shrooms one had a cap the size of a dinner plate and weighed atleast a kilo note these are weak shrooms but it was ok as we found alot. As I was picking the monster shroom it felt like I was inserting my hand into an alien brain. We get back to camp and make some tea drunk the tea and just laid there I had a vision of the life of a mushroom as it dies I see the spirit of the shroom or the mushroom goddess leave its body and enter hyperspace it was beutifull. The next day we head home and still tripping we make more tea we drink the rest of the shrooms over a week without coming down. Towards the end of the week I think I stooped sleeping as I thought every hour was a year and when you sleep you die I wanted to grow up so I went atleast 72 hours without sleep thinking im 72 years old I decide I've had a good life and now I want to reincarnate as a tree I became a tree and loved it. I come to and im moving out of my home then im gone again next time I come to im at my dads thinking he's my father as in god and I was Jesus his apprentice learning how to run the universe I thought god is everything therefor I must be god I thought that realization was my promotion into being god. Next time I come to im in hospital thinking I've got my doctors cert for not being at work the previous week I leave to resume my mundane life as a human. Security finds me takes me back then I get a police escort to a locked psychiatric hospital. Whilst their I think I've been kidnapped they put me on olanzapine 15mg and over the next two weeks I start coming back to sanity they put me on detention for a month but because of my remarkable recovery im out after two weeks. I move back into my dads seeing psycologist and psychiatrist weekly i start getting intergrated back into society. 6 months later my life is better i was working a 50 hour week before this experience smoking weed everyday not going anywhere in life. Now I've got a future I've moved across the country to be with my siblings im at uni studying naturopathy and complementary medicine and I've started looking for a new job. If it wasn't for the 3-4 week long trip id still be doing nothing with my life so even though I've went through a psychosis I've came out the other end better. I haven't touched any psychedelics I've smoked weed but not like i used to and oneday im likely to do psychs again but I've learnt my lesson that you need to be responsible with your use and i hope after reading this others rethink their use and use more responseably. If you've read all this thankyou it was long and I've left alot out but that's my story.
