Dear readers and posters,
I'm a twenty-two year old male who's had a reasonable amount of experience with the substance in question. Last night, I consumed quite a large portion and had an experience that was way less than ideal. It seemed as though all notions of my past and imaginings of the future had been locked behind gates and I was living almost entirely in the "now." I texted my best friend (not being entirely sure he'd answer - or existed) and he called me. During our conversation, he mentioned he was working on a project for school. I said "Oh, right. That's what you do." That frightened me thoroughly. We talk daily and he always shares what he's working on. It seemed like whatever mechanism that runs in the background of the brain to give you information about what was happening based on past events was malfunctioning.
I'm not sure if this is relevant but I've had trouble identifying with my distant past for a while (also under or coming down from the influence). My dad, for instance, has always been a big influence in my life. Watching him on the tapes and seeing him now invites a feeling of detachment, as though I knew him but he was different or more of a normal person than I had seen him as before.
This stuff has helped me with my generalized anxiety condition and seems to have made me much less self-centered. I'm worried, though, that the aforementioned benefits are merely the silver lining inside the tunnel vision (if that metaphor comes close to making sense). Any shared experiences, words of kindness or evidence-based explanations would be very helpful to me. Thank you for reading what is my first (and probably not last) post.
I'm a twenty-two year old male who's had a reasonable amount of experience with the substance in question. Last night, I consumed quite a large portion and had an experience that was way less than ideal. It seemed as though all notions of my past and imaginings of the future had been locked behind gates and I was living almost entirely in the "now." I texted my best friend (not being entirely sure he'd answer - or existed) and he called me. During our conversation, he mentioned he was working on a project for school. I said "Oh, right. That's what you do." That frightened me thoroughly. We talk daily and he always shares what he's working on. It seemed like whatever mechanism that runs in the background of the brain to give you information about what was happening based on past events was malfunctioning.
I'm not sure if this is relevant but I've had trouble identifying with my distant past for a while (also under or coming down from the influence). My dad, for instance, has always been a big influence in my life. Watching him on the tapes and seeing him now invites a feeling of detachment, as though I knew him but he was different or more of a normal person than I had seen him as before.
This stuff has helped me with my generalized anxiety condition and seems to have made me much less self-centered. I'm worried, though, that the aforementioned benefits are merely the silver lining inside the tunnel vision (if that metaphor comes close to making sense). Any shared experiences, words of kindness or evidence-based explanations would be very helpful to me. Thank you for reading what is my first (and probably not last) post.