FranLover said:I needed to go back to being OK, even though I totally understood how some like Sartre reported HPPD after mescaline, and the feeling that "the universe creates a bunch of useless stuff for no reason.".......
....... And the main thing is I had to manual breathe and be compeletley aware. If I let my mind wander the anxiety would come up. It was always there; all these terrible feelings. They were right next to my soul and I was keeping them at bay through awareness and breath.
I would have to learn to live with anxiety and this crippling fear......
...... thinking about maybe reaching out to a doctor.
And then I sudenly was OK again. I smoked a joint and went to work. I've been OK ever since.
WOW , amazing TR Fran. I quoted the above because each statement represents the exact same pattern of thoughts I had myself while dealing with a particularly difficult and challenging state of existence.
I reached a similar state of depression/anxiety/hppd after accientally consuming ~25 hits of lsd, followed by a 2 day long N2O binge.
It left me BROOOOKEN. I was still hallucinating days/weeks later, and I'd be lucky to achieve 3-4 hrs of sleep per night. Voices in my head, psychic links to other dimensions, interdimensional being interactions(even when not dosing), the whole 9. I was convinced that I have actually been dead for quite some time and this simulation of "life" was a poor attempt at convincing me otherwise.
This lasted 3 months. At a certain point, I lost all hope and began dosing very irresponsibly (any psychedelic I could get my hands on, which was A LOT).
My idea was "fuck it, I'm already constantly tripping, might as well experiment while I'm in this state of feeling lost/stuck"
So I would wake up and eat 10 hits of acid for breakfast, and then chill with a n2o tank for lunch. Then It'd be MXE for dinner, sometimes dmt.
So after 3 months of being spun as spun can get, I met CHANGA.
At first, each changa trip left me very paranoid, like i was being watched by the galactic equivalent of men in black suits. But somewhere around the 4th trip, I could begin to feel my permament/hppd visuals beginning to fade. When I landed back to earth on the 7th changa trip, I literally saw the (permatrip/hppd) visuals turn themselves off. It was indescribable.
I was finally back to earth, thanks to CHANGA.... and I will forever be infinitely grateful for that.
I jus wanted to be "OK" again so bad, and mother changa helped me get there.
Light and Love and Travel Well.