jackhunter24
Greenlighter
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- Jan 7, 2015
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So two days ago at 10 at night I took acid for the first time with 3 of my friends. The acid came in sour patch kid form. I was a little scared, so I only took half. After about an hour it started to hit me. The next few hours were intense, but fun. Then I had a flashback from a time I passed out. I basically re lived it. I was freaking out. However, my friends were able to calm me down. The next few hours I was still bugging, but fine. Then my friends came down from their trip, but my trip got even more intense. In fact, it got to the worst point after all my friends had left. I had to stay at my friends house that we did it at, because I was still tripping really hard the next day. I stayed with my now totally sober friend all day next day. It may have been the worst experience of my life. My friend got me some xanax, which helped a lot. Finally, around 6 o clock the next day, a little over 20 hours after taking the acid, I was good enough to go home. I went home, told my parents I got too drunk the night before, went to bed, and thought that was that.
It wasn't. When I woke up this morning I felt really off. Almost like I was still on acid, but just much much much less intense. I also felt really anxious (I have an anxiety disorder, which I take prozac for) Im on winter break from college, so I didn't have to do anything today, so I just watched family guy and played 2k all day. I wasn't able to eat all day. There were a bunch of times I tried, but could never have more than a few bites. Later in the day, still feeling really weird, I went to the gym with some friends, and got chipotle after. I still couldn't really eat, so I had a little bit of the food and brought the rest home. When I got back, I watched some tv with my mom. I think she could tell I was acting really weird. I said I was going to bed and went upstairs. She came up a few minutes later and asked me why I didn't eat my chipotle. I told her I just wasn't hungry. She seemed worried/pissed, like the time she caught me smoking weed.
So that is what finally drove me to post this. I have heard of people getting messed up for life on acid, and just really do not want that to happen to me. If I could go back in time and never take the acid, I would in a heartbeat. Hell, I would go back in time and make sure acid was never invented just so this didn't happen. I have never been so scared in my life. I almost feel like a different person. I just really need help. Part of me wants to tell my parents the full story, but another part thinks that this will pass and that its a bad idea. I just have nowhere else to turn right now, so please help me.
It wasn't. When I woke up this morning I felt really off. Almost like I was still on acid, but just much much much less intense. I also felt really anxious (I have an anxiety disorder, which I take prozac for) Im on winter break from college, so I didn't have to do anything today, so I just watched family guy and played 2k all day. I wasn't able to eat all day. There were a bunch of times I tried, but could never have more than a few bites. Later in the day, still feeling really weird, I went to the gym with some friends, and got chipotle after. I still couldn't really eat, so I had a little bit of the food and brought the rest home. When I got back, I watched some tv with my mom. I think she could tell I was acting really weird. I said I was going to bed and went upstairs. She came up a few minutes later and asked me why I didn't eat my chipotle. I told her I just wasn't hungry. She seemed worried/pissed, like the time she caught me smoking weed.
So that is what finally drove me to post this. I have heard of people getting messed up for life on acid, and just really do not want that to happen to me. If I could go back in time and never take the acid, I would in a heartbeat. Hell, I would go back in time and make sure acid was never invented just so this didn't happen. I have never been so scared in my life. I almost feel like a different person. I just really need help. Part of me wants to tell my parents the full story, but another part thinks that this will pass and that its a bad idea. I just have nowhere else to turn right now, so please help me.