Last weekend, I went to Resonate 2025 in Suwanee, Florida. This was a major social skill curve because prior, I had never been to anything bigger than a local cosplay con with a few close childhood friends. I've been autistic all my life, so being social with large groups of new people has always been difficult. My brain has always been elsewhere. I can socialize and get along with "normal" people on the surface well enough (Most of the jobs I've had up until now were customer service oriented) but there's always a lack of depth, like we can be happy together but we'll always be separated, because eventually they'll "find out" that I'm different and that I have all these insecurities and difficulties. I've always had to mask and hold back in a sense, pretend that our brains work the same. It had been so long since I felt any genuine meaningful connection. Over time I realized that I was more social and fun to be around while high. As I discovered psychedelics and that there really were people like me out there who are "weird" and do "unusual things" like have expression and tone issues or lack of social awareness, I was overwhelmed that I'd be able to make friends again. So I did.
At this festival (we planned to camp there for the entire weekend) I had met hundreds, and what felt like millions of people who all had the same message strewn across their faces; "NOBODY CARES! BE FREE! YOU ARE LOVED". It was amazing. Literally every single person I approached lit up like fireworks whenever I worked up the confidence to speak. No more stuttering, no more loss of emotion or facial expression, no flat affect, no judgement. I felt like I was flying, like I could fall completely in love with every soul I met. I felt confident, like I could be friends with whatever I wanted. Everyone was on the same drugs, everyone was on the same wavelength. Not once did I leave a conversation thinking that they 100% are thinking about me behind my back. At this festival, I had around 1000~ug of acid, a bowl between every few sets and an unknown amount of tested and clean MDMA throughout that weekend.
I could probably write a small novel about my experience rolling for the first time, but what matters more to this context is that every ounce of insecurity or self doubt or shame had completely melted away. I had no cares or worries. I had no idea how to dance, but it didn't matter because as long as I was moving and "vibing", the crowd around me loved it. I remember vividly waking up after blacking out, there being about 5 extra people in my camp circle who's first impression of me was me destroyed on MDMA, and their first words to my sober self was that I had made everyones night, and now suddenly everyone thought I was awesome to be around. Whenever I think of their faces, it feels like we had been friends for decades. It brings comfort and I don't even fucking know these people. Speaking of which, my sitter who I rode with to come there said that a couple people who were returning to go to Hulaween this year offered to pay off my ticket ($700+ at time of writing) when I said I couldn't afford to go, which means it's true! For once in my life I feel wanted, like I'm not a burden or anything.
I decided to take a sober day for once. No weed, mushrooms, caffeine, nothing. I kept chuckling at this thought in the back of my head. "Gee. I'm fun to be around on acid. I should do more". For about a month I noticed heavy psychidelic use taking some toll on my brain. Something is very different. Im not sure what, but it is. I feel OFF when sober now. I started taking some more thought. "Im fun to be around on acid" very quickly turned into "they were all on acid too" (referring to all the amazing loving people I met at Resonate) then eventually "they probably dont remember your face" which then ultimately became "youre not fun to be around on drugs. Youre tolerable. Youre only tolerable on drugs". I found myself in a full sob in the bathroom. All the compliments I received, all the smiles and the hugs and the laughs, it was fake. I remember the day after I got home, I was thinking about how sad I was that I'll never see this particular girl that I liked at this festival, and my sitter saying not to worry, because after a while you realize that sometimes the love and the lust you feel isnt REAL connection, it's just the drugs and that it fades away with time. So is it? How the fuck do I get people to like me and think I'm cool in public while sober when everyone else is too? I can do more but I wanna be sober. I miss having a healthy sober mind. It makes me regret ever taking psychidelics.
At this festival (we planned to camp there for the entire weekend) I had met hundreds, and what felt like millions of people who all had the same message strewn across their faces; "NOBODY CARES! BE FREE! YOU ARE LOVED". It was amazing. Literally every single person I approached lit up like fireworks whenever I worked up the confidence to speak. No more stuttering, no more loss of emotion or facial expression, no flat affect, no judgement. I felt like I was flying, like I could fall completely in love with every soul I met. I felt confident, like I could be friends with whatever I wanted. Everyone was on the same drugs, everyone was on the same wavelength. Not once did I leave a conversation thinking that they 100% are thinking about me behind my back. At this festival, I had around 1000~ug of acid, a bowl between every few sets and an unknown amount of tested and clean MDMA throughout that weekend.
I could probably write a small novel about my experience rolling for the first time, but what matters more to this context is that every ounce of insecurity or self doubt or shame had completely melted away. I had no cares or worries. I had no idea how to dance, but it didn't matter because as long as I was moving and "vibing", the crowd around me loved it. I remember vividly waking up after blacking out, there being about 5 extra people in my camp circle who's first impression of me was me destroyed on MDMA, and their first words to my sober self was that I had made everyones night, and now suddenly everyone thought I was awesome to be around. Whenever I think of their faces, it feels like we had been friends for decades. It brings comfort and I don't even fucking know these people. Speaking of which, my sitter who I rode with to come there said that a couple people who were returning to go to Hulaween this year offered to pay off my ticket ($700+ at time of writing) when I said I couldn't afford to go, which means it's true! For once in my life I feel wanted, like I'm not a burden or anything.
I decided to take a sober day for once. No weed, mushrooms, caffeine, nothing. I kept chuckling at this thought in the back of my head. "Gee. I'm fun to be around on acid. I should do more". For about a month I noticed heavy psychidelic use taking some toll on my brain. Something is very different. Im not sure what, but it is. I feel OFF when sober now. I started taking some more thought. "Im fun to be around on acid" very quickly turned into "they were all on acid too" (referring to all the amazing loving people I met at Resonate) then eventually "they probably dont remember your face" which then ultimately became "youre not fun to be around on drugs. Youre tolerable. Youre only tolerable on drugs". I found myself in a full sob in the bathroom. All the compliments I received, all the smiles and the hugs and the laughs, it was fake. I remember the day after I got home, I was thinking about how sad I was that I'll never see this particular girl that I liked at this festival, and my sitter saying not to worry, because after a while you realize that sometimes the love and the lust you feel isnt REAL connection, it's just the drugs and that it fades away with time. So is it? How the fuck do I get people to like me and think I'm cool in public while sober when everyone else is too? I can do more but I wanna be sober. I miss having a healthy sober mind. It makes me regret ever taking psychidelics.
