God that sounds hideous. So friggin glad I was always scared to try any psilocybin or acid or the like. Was the only class of drugs I never dipped my finger in. Was always an anxious person and was afraid of the trip. Probably why I got addicted to downers as they brought me back to baseline ( or so I thought ). And meth. Never tripped and never stimmed but everything else was up for grabs.I always preferred to die on the inside in the comfort of my own home.
*gets ripped apart by gruesome abuse recollections* aaaaahh I'm in Hell I'm in HELL!
*pauses for a sip of chilled goats milk and a nibble of a belgian waffle*
*resumes getting gored with kaleidoscopic horrors from the past* aaaaah no exit! no way out aaaah!
95% of my trips have been indoors at home. Sometimes I'll go out for a walk in a local park but I don't need to spend the whole day out in a field or anything to make it enjoyable.
I'm a bit of a hermit by nature so I don't expect others to share the same level of comfort with living in a coffin of my making.