Jakup
Rising Star
Okay, so I joined this site a few years ago when I was especially young and irresponsible. I had every intention of using psychedelics to their full potential and learning something about the nature of my own mind. The only problem was I had friends that influenced me in negative ways and I tripped at some inopportune times and places. One particular time was a mushroom trip that rocked me to my core and sent me into a full blown psychotic episode.
It was night time. I had only eaten about 2.5 grams of my p. cubensis, and my friend had about the same. I know that isn't much, and I've done stronger doses before, but man did it rock me. It started off ok. Me and my friend were in his room just enjoying the effects and talking about who knows what. Then I had to pee. I went downstairs walked into the bathroom to find it gutted. I had no idea they were doing work to it and for some reason it scared the living sh*t out of me. Then I look around the corner and his mom gives me the meanest stare I've ever seen in my life(or that's how it seemed).
She was like, " Hey I think Lenny(my friends stepdad) has your skateboard." So i turned around and Lenny was standing right outside the door. I go to walk out there and it seems to me like theres enough room to walk past him, but I accidentally bump him. That's when everything went to hell in a hand basket. Everyone sitting out there on the front porch was drunk and this one guy straight cusses me out in the meanest way possible for bumping into Lenny. I'm in this hypersensitive state so it just penetrates into my soul. I feel like everyone is yelling at me and then they point behind me and theres a cop car right behind me.
This is what sent me into a psychotic frenzy. I'll spare you all the details of why I thought this, but I thought his Mom had called the cops on me and told them I was growing mushrooms. As soon as I saw the cop car I ran into the woods in the dark and didn't stop running.( I knew those woods pretty well, they cut through to another neighborhood)
Let me cut this down. Long story short, I ran around like a maniac living out a sick paranoid delusion and thinking nothing but horrible thoughts about my self and my life. I lost my skateboard, ended up on the roof of some trailer somehow and had no idea how I got there. I ended up running all the way to my girlfriends house thinking the cops are after me the whole time. I accidentally woke her father up who had no idea i did this stuff and he gave me a ride home and I told him everything. He actually drove me back around by my friends house where we saw that there a bunch of cops and there was clearly a party being broken up. But I was still convinced of my fantasy!
I faced my demons that night, and it has taken me a long time to be able to do any psychedelic again. I know it was all because I was in a terrible setting and just went about everything in the wrong way, but I felt that I wasn't ready for them after that and I had plenty of time in my life to explore consciousness.
So here I am. I have a decent job and a good situation in life. I still have the same girlfriend but no other friends that I see regularly. I'm a loner, and it's really not that bad.
It was night time. I had only eaten about 2.5 grams of my p. cubensis, and my friend had about the same. I know that isn't much, and I've done stronger doses before, but man did it rock me. It started off ok. Me and my friend were in his room just enjoying the effects and talking about who knows what. Then I had to pee. I went downstairs walked into the bathroom to find it gutted. I had no idea they were doing work to it and for some reason it scared the living sh*t out of me. Then I look around the corner and his mom gives me the meanest stare I've ever seen in my life(or that's how it seemed).
She was like, " Hey I think Lenny(my friends stepdad) has your skateboard." So i turned around and Lenny was standing right outside the door. I go to walk out there and it seems to me like theres enough room to walk past him, but I accidentally bump him. That's when everything went to hell in a hand basket. Everyone sitting out there on the front porch was drunk and this one guy straight cusses me out in the meanest way possible for bumping into Lenny. I'm in this hypersensitive state so it just penetrates into my soul. I feel like everyone is yelling at me and then they point behind me and theres a cop car right behind me.
This is what sent me into a psychotic frenzy. I'll spare you all the details of why I thought this, but I thought his Mom had called the cops on me and told them I was growing mushrooms. As soon as I saw the cop car I ran into the woods in the dark and didn't stop running.( I knew those woods pretty well, they cut through to another neighborhood)
Let me cut this down. Long story short, I ran around like a maniac living out a sick paranoid delusion and thinking nothing but horrible thoughts about my self and my life. I lost my skateboard, ended up on the roof of some trailer somehow and had no idea how I got there. I ended up running all the way to my girlfriends house thinking the cops are after me the whole time. I accidentally woke her father up who had no idea i did this stuff and he gave me a ride home and I told him everything. He actually drove me back around by my friends house where we saw that there a bunch of cops and there was clearly a party being broken up. But I was still convinced of my fantasy!
I faced my demons that night, and it has taken me a long time to be able to do any psychedelic again. I know it was all because I was in a terrible setting and just went about everything in the wrong way, but I felt that I wasn't ready for them after that and I had plenty of time in my life to explore consciousness.
So here I am. I have a decent job and a good situation in life. I still have the same girlfriend but no other friends that I see regularly. I'm a loner, and it's really not that bad.