Hello. I am going to start off saying that I do not condone the use of psychedelics for insight, even though it did help me for a while.
First off, about 1 year ago, 2 years ago, i can't even recall how long ago it was when i started to use LSD. It all began with my friend, we'll call him Jack since it rhymes with crack in which he did every single drug and went psychotic. I had been asking around for psychedelics (particularly LSD) for months at this point, and I finally came across Jack. He was selling 125ug tabs for $5 each so knowing how good of a deal that is, I bought 2 tabs. I took both and ended up having the best feeling of my life, of course, that's what I thought at that moment. I had no idea what my psychological addiction would turn out to be. I continued using day after day, doubling the dose each day. On the fourth day I ended up taking 14 tabs of LSD with some MDMA mixed in, equating to 1.7mg of lysergic acid and 200mg of ecstasy. Of course, I tripped balls and was having the time of my life, smoking weed with my friends. I did overdose since I drank alcohol and almost died, I threw up for 2 days straight to the point where it was only water that was coming up.
After that, my psychological addiction started, and my touch with reality diminished. I was becoming delusional, depressed, anxious, and abusing LSD weekly with an average dose of 300-400ug. I would lash out at friends because of irrational reasons/becoming jealous of their activities and such. I was stuck in a thought loop that I thought would never end with the fear that every single year I would lose all of my friends and reputation and I was scared almost all the time. It got to the point where during every trip comedown I would go psychotic, one time to the point where I punched a glass picture and it cut about a half an inch out of my skin, and now it's scarred just to remind me, "hey, remember when you were a useless drug addict?". I am also reminded of this old maladaptive behavioral lifestyle by constant trip flashbacks; they are getting better, but still scare the shit out of me.
So, my point is, everything is OKAY in MODERATION. Nothing is okay in abuse. I hope some of you new comers to psychedelics will learn to never ABUSE these drugs for insight, only use it when you need it for that reason or you wanna party![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
. I'm not trying to scare anyone off of using psychedelics, because they can be a wonderful insightful drug, but only if you're in the correct mindset and have a strong will power to resist abuse.
Peace. :D
First off, about 1 year ago, 2 years ago, i can't even recall how long ago it was when i started to use LSD. It all began with my friend, we'll call him Jack since it rhymes with crack in which he did every single drug and went psychotic. I had been asking around for psychedelics (particularly LSD) for months at this point, and I finally came across Jack. He was selling 125ug tabs for $5 each so knowing how good of a deal that is, I bought 2 tabs. I took both and ended up having the best feeling of my life, of course, that's what I thought at that moment. I had no idea what my psychological addiction would turn out to be. I continued using day after day, doubling the dose each day. On the fourth day I ended up taking 14 tabs of LSD with some MDMA mixed in, equating to 1.7mg of lysergic acid and 200mg of ecstasy. Of course, I tripped balls and was having the time of my life, smoking weed with my friends. I did overdose since I drank alcohol and almost died, I threw up for 2 days straight to the point where it was only water that was coming up.
After that, my psychological addiction started, and my touch with reality diminished. I was becoming delusional, depressed, anxious, and abusing LSD weekly with an average dose of 300-400ug. I would lash out at friends because of irrational reasons/becoming jealous of their activities and such. I was stuck in a thought loop that I thought would never end with the fear that every single year I would lose all of my friends and reputation and I was scared almost all the time. It got to the point where during every trip comedown I would go psychotic, one time to the point where I punched a glass picture and it cut about a half an inch out of my skin, and now it's scarred just to remind me, "hey, remember when you were a useless drug addict?". I am also reminded of this old maladaptive behavioral lifestyle by constant trip flashbacks; they are getting better, but still scare the shit out of me.
So, my point is, everything is OKAY in MODERATION. Nothing is okay in abuse. I hope some of you new comers to psychedelics will learn to never ABUSE these drugs for insight, only use it when you need it for that reason or you wanna party
. I'm not trying to scare anyone off of using psychedelics, because they can be a wonderful insightful drug, but only if you're in the correct mindset and have a strong will power to resist abuse.Peace. :D
