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Guns and drugs don't mix

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This trip happened when i was 13, Im now 28, and still haunts me to this day as if it was yesterday. It was supposed to be a fun night of shrooming with two of my other friends at my house while my mom was asleep. I've hosted many other acid and shroom gatherings prior to this night. I had never had any shrooms that good to this day. I had already popped a couple grams before my friends had arrived and so did they. We were a couple of hours into the trip and about the peak of the trip i stupidly went to my room and retrieved my .380 automatic and brought it into the living room. Once in the living room my friend wanted to see it so i gave it to him with the magazine still in the gun. During this whole time i was so out of it it was like a dream until my friend cocked the slide back and immediately aimed it at my dogs face and POP!!!
Everything went in fast forward after that and once i saw my friend shoot my dog i heard the gunshot and my ears started to ring i smelled the gunsmoke and hear my dog crying out the backdoor and continued to cry.
I reacted pretty quick suprisingly and got the gun away from my friend and hid it expecting my mom to wake up any second and catch us tripping out which never happened she never woke up. I was also expecting for the police to come by. My back door was open and we lived in a conservative neighborhood.
After that i pretty much had a mental breakdown on shrooms because i couldnt go back and deal with my dog. But even worse when i asked my friend why he did it and he said that he was going to point it at my other friend but instead chose the dog. So i began to have thoughts of death/dying and what would of happened if he chose to shoot my other friend or even me.
One of my other more sober friends came over and picked up my dog and i gave them my gun. From there i still don't know what happened after that. I still talk to them but never wanted to ask.
I made up a lie to my mom saying that my dog ran away and i found him a couple blocks run over and that i burried him in the nearby desert. Which is a lie i always have never come forth with to this day.
 
Wow... @_@

Don't know what to say, man. So sorry about your dog.

I know that personally, if somebody shot one of my animals they had better shoot me too, because I would disarm them and subsequently bludgeon them to death with their weapon.

I know PD is a peaceful forum, but I was raised by a career Marine turned liberal lawyer, who in turn was also raised by a career Marine: so I have reactions like this naturally.

I was raised to respect weapons, and to understand that they are instruments of death and destruction: they are amalgamations of matter to be treated with utmost respect. Anyone who points a firearm at a member of my family (animals included), will incur my wrath.

Firearms are not toys, if you can allow this type of horrific incident to occur with your weapon, you don't deserve your right to bear arms. Sorry to be blunt, but its the truth. Please disassemble your weapon and dispose of the parts, and dispose of any leftover live ammunition at your local police station. You should not own firearms!
 
Wow... @_@

Don't know what to say, man. So sorry about your dog.

I know that personally, if somebody shot one of my animals they had better shoot me too, because I would disarm them and subsequently bludgeon them to death with their weapon.
^Pretty much this. I probably wouldn't even have time to ask why he did it but if he would have responded the way he did....I certainly wouldn't be able to sit there, especially while tripping. Crazy story.
 
goddamn...so sorry you went through that...glad you could get it off your chest to us.

Crazy shit happens in life sometimes that you can't take back and you just have to accept it happened and be strong enough to learn from it and not let what happened have happened in vain.

Maybe get another dog and be good to it, it will probably help you feel better and let go of some of the guilt and sadness.
 
Hey guys thanks for responding.
Im tellin you the whole situation was fucked. I wanted to shoot my boy dead right there for what he did too and the way he was acting. I wanted to shoot myself for bringing the gun out.

But again this was all going on while my mom was asleep i thought of how it would be this big thing in our little town if the police found out. Even when i was that loaded i was still thinking rational.

I totally agree with gun safety and respnsibility. Put it this way I was way too young to have that gun and getting that loaded. I take full responsibility for what happened. If the gun wasnt in the equation nothing wouldve happened. That's why i gave it away. It was like getting bitch slapped by reality the moment i saw/heard/smelled the shot. I really wasn't the person who i was trying to be. Now i own guns and do have the upmost respect for them.

i have tripped a bunch of times off shrooms and a couple times off dmt since then and haven't had any problems. They've all been good trips. I don't like to trip with anybody now because im mainly into the spiritual use of shrooms dmt and maybe salvia in the future.

I still talk to my boy now and he definitely doesn't trip anymore. Still has major ego issues that really affect his life. Tried to introduce some dmt to him (without the gun around of course) to destroy that ego of his but he's too scared. I don't blame him for anything to this day he's like a brother. I forgive him.

The other guy had come to my house a few years after and was drunk and tweaked. Pretty much telling me he thought it was my fault and he himself had a gun that he had in his car. I pretty much told him sorry were gonna deal with it the rest of our lives take it for what its worth it couldve been any of us and and were all lucky the outcome of it was me losing the dog. Everything happens for a reason.

I still own dogs and love them as family and wouldn't allow anyone to hurt them but i just felt i had to just let that one go as a lesson to us all.

So after fifteen years later his spirit is alive and well.
 
Which is a lie i always have never come forth with to this day.

You made a lie to defend the psychological health of your mother and anybody who knew your pet, the guy who should really come forth is the one who shot your dog. (You covered up his shit, if karmic values are real I think you are in the clear!)

That's a terribly sad story, btw.
 
That's a terrible thing to have to go through, especially at only 13. So sorry for you and your dog.

I hate to bring in a hostile tone but what the fuck was wrong with your parents, letting a 13-year-old keep a gun in their room, LOADED, with no security or supervision? Or did they not know you had it? Letting your kids learn to shoot a gun is one thing, but letting them keep a loaded automatic pistol in their bedroom is the kind of shit you lose custody of your kids over. This is a prime example of why it's ridiculously irresponsible. Obviously it wasn't your shining moment letting your tripping friend use it, but you were only 13 and never should have been in that position in the first place. Kids with guns + peer pressure from friends to show it off = tragic accidents, even before you add psychedelics to the mix.

You should think about talking to a professional about all this; it's clearly a traumatic memory that you're still carrying with you. Don't buy into the social stigma that it's bad to seek help for this sort of thing or proves there's something "wrong" with you; the simple truth is, most people won't ever have this experience, let alone have had it as an adolescent, and it's *not* something a 'normal' person can just deal with. If you're still carrying around this guilt and anxiety, it might do you a lot of good to work through it. Even if you think therapy's a load of crap and all that, simply having an impartial listener who doesn't know you personally and isn't going to judge you socially can make a world of difference. Talking about it here is a good first step but if this is something you dwell on pretty often, I strongly urge you to go a step further. People can carry shit like this with them to the grave and it can cast a shadow over your future happiness for the rest of your life if you let it.

Anyway, that's enough lecturing on gun safety and the benefits of therapy. Thanks for sharing this difficult memory with us; I hope it helps you move on and maybe it'll inspire someone else to take more safety precautions and avoid a similar tragedy.
 
Wow thats crazy shit dude, what a horrible friend. I would slapped the fucking shit outta him.

I've had bad experiences as well, I got a gun pulled on me while I was tripping but I pulled a Ricky from Trailer Park Boys and talked my outta that. That was actually a crazy story, for another thread...
 
That is a horrible story, I'm so sorry about your dog. It is scary how close a human life could have been lost that night. I have owned guns and will continue to, its all about saftey.
 
Completely off topic but in response to ^

I don't get the argument that guns ensure safety. Say a burglar breaks into your house, you pull a gun on them, you either a) shoot them and have a life on your hands or b) they panic and pull their own gun on you.

There is no place for guns in urban environments, all they do is lead to deaths, accidental or deliberate. Fair enough if you're in a rural area with agressive animals, but even then I don't fully agree with the use of guns.
 
but what the fuck was wrong with your parents, letting a 13-year-old keep a gun in their room, LOADED, with no security or supervision?

Also not trying to be hostile, but this is exactly what I was wondering....
 
Completely off topic but in response to ^

I don't get the argument that guns ensure safety. Say a burglar breaks into your house, you pull a gun on them, you either a) shoot them and have a life on your hands or b) they panic and pull their own gun on you.

There is no place for guns in urban environments, all they do is lead to deaths, accidental or deliberate. Fair enough if you're in a rural area with agressive animals, but even then I don't fully agree with the use of guns.

I think clara meant it's all about safety as in if you own a gun, you have an important obligation to care for it safely, not necessarily that owning a gun always leads to safety. I absolutely agree with you that having a gun you plan to use for self-defense is more likely to make things worse than it is to keep you safe, and a lot of statistics back that up. You're more likely to hurt yourself or an innocent person in an accident than you are to fend off a home invader, by a pretty massive margin.
 
umm... As someone with a good bit of experience with firearms... I can't fully understand how a .380 could be fired within a house and your mother not wake up... Maybe you lived in a MUCH MUCH larger home than I ever have and your mother is a heavy sleeper...?

I'm sorry to hear about such a traumatic event if your being genuine. :( I can only imagine how that must have shaped your upbringing.
 
so how the fuck did your mom not hear the gun shot? Did she stay asleep when this happened?
 
Your mom must have been on a ton of benzo's to not hear that.. like wtf? And also your friend.. there is nothing to say about him. Especially on a Psych how could he just react so quickly and do it, not over analyze everything and not touch the gun in the first place. He seems really odd and a prick at that.
 
this guy i know named lou, took 4 ecstasy tablets and decided that, "this was the happiest he was ever going to get" then flinched when he pulled the trigger on his rifle and took off a pretty good portion of his jaw.....

yeah...uh guns and drugs don't mix.
 
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