I've learned a lot from my encounters with psychedelic drugs.
Mostly about myself. I used to be very disconnected to my emotions as a teen and Im 100% sure that psychedelics helped me get into better contact with the "world" within.
It caused me to be a better person, have a better perception at what I consider "real value" in life and it made some already good friendships even stronger.
A few months after my first mushroom experience, I broke contact with several of my "friends", 'cause they really wasn't friends but just some messed up teens who needed someone to smoke weed with.
Im sure I would have realised this sometime down the road anyways, but it happened much faster due to the psychedelics.
There was some major downsides to this too though.
I have always been a person who asks questions but the psychedelics made this even more pronounced.
In the physical world that surrounds us, this can be a problem. At least, to me it was, and it's only gotten worse as I've grown older even though I only use psychedelics rarely.
It seems to me like it doesn't really matter where you cast your attention, every thing is corrupt. Capitalism (most often sold as democracy) has taken it's toll on the world and there ain't anything anyone can do to stop it, we are way past the point of no return. War for unjustified reasons, world hunger, the propaganda machine Aka mainstream media, it's all a bunch of bulls***. Not only that, but the common citizen are fead lies every single day from people that we should be able to trust (media, politicians, the medicinal industry and such), the worlds resources are being distributed in a very unfair manner (the wealthiest 10% of the population accounts for about 56% of total consumption while the poorest 10% accounts for 0,5 %, I mean seriously, wtf!?)
Im not blaming this on the psychedelics per se, as I would probably have come to that knowleadge anyways as I grow older, but Im pretty sure that the drugs speeded up the process a lot and realising that the world pretty much sucks for the average person was not an easy one to swallow as an already pretty messed up teen.
Today, Im 24 and dealing with several psychological problems.
I don't regret my use in anyway though, I'd much rather be in hell, well knowing where I am, than living in a delusional heaven.