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[Bad Trip Subthread] Have You Ever Had a Bad Trip?

Have you ever had a bad trip?

  • Yes I have.

    Votes: 346 49.4%
  • No I have never.

    Votes: 150 21.4%
  • No but I have had [b]difficult[/b] trips.

    Votes: 195 27.9%
  • I never have and am confident I never will.

    Votes: 6 0.9%
  • Other / Not sure (post alternative answer!)

    Votes: 3 0.4%

  • Total voters
    700
It would take an ungodly amount of something horrible to give me anything i could call a bad trip.

Having tried a wide variety and never having a trip i consider bad. I have been to the void....twice. Experienced my own death and judgment before stepping into a camp fire, and experienced ego death a number of times... Tripped balls around hundreds or thousands of people.

I never really had a problem with letting go. Which is really why i don't consider that salvia death trip to be bad, or even difficult for that matter. It was really just like "this is strange, this can't be reality. did i die? yup, im dead, well lets see what happens" and it turned into my death and judgment as a talk show.....

Come to terms with your own mortality. Learn to just let go and stop having so many worries in your life. Things have a way of working out.
 
I had my first bad trip last year. I was asking for it to be honest. I was drinking heavily and my friend offered me some ketamine. It was fun and I kept taking more ket and drinking more beers. At a certain point I felt that I was at almost at the limit. But it was my first time really getting into ketamine and I was drunk so I felt invincible.
I took another really small line of K and suddenly there was this feeling of complete desperation and hopelesness. I saw myself in a dungeon by the water and ships with disgusting looking people were floating by, making fun of me and my misery. I was pretty sure of never being able to function normally again and I was thinking about my parents who would have to come visit me in some clinic for the rest of my days. I guess I accepted my faith then and started to come down after about half an hour of hell.
I puked like never before and managed to find my way home with some help. The day after I was ashamed of my own stupidity. It was interesting though because it was the first time I experienced a real bad trip, it made me realize that hell is also readily available. Drunk with ketamine, never again.
 
I took around 5 hits of acid alone in my room not too long ago and got really disappointed in my life and I cried in my bed with the lights out for about an hour and a half. The rest of my trip I just watched a lava lamp so it wasn't all bad but that's probably the worst moment's I've had tripping so far.
 
I would rather say that I've had bad episodes during trips, like extreme fear and anxiety, most of the times for no apparent reason, or simply from the contact with extremely realistic hallucinations, apparitions, weird creatures. These trips however have also been the ones where I've burst in tears from pure euphoria and emotional extremity when coming down. Like surviving some terrible catastrophy realizing everything is fine, and appreciating life to it's fullest. So all in all, my "bad" trips have always left me very happy and high on life (and drugs).
I've never experienced any self-loathing, I could imagine that would be scary, and hope I am ready for that day.
 
The worst trip I ever had was probably this past summer. My friends and I had been experimenting with drugs, and we had went on an acid binge. This one day I had about 4 1/2 blotter hits of acid, and had 2 Ecstasy pills, a couple of beers, and some really strong dank. I had the 4 1/2 acid tabs earlier in the day, I'd say around 3 or 4 o clock, along with an X pill around that time. The day had been great, just driving around with the buds goin to smoke shops while we were tripping.. later on that night, i'd say about....8 or 9, the effects of the acid and the roll were going away, so i thought i was fine. I had a couple beers and was having a good time, and then my friend tossed me another x pill, so i stopped the drinking immediately. We had gone into my room and some friends came over who had some really strong danky weed, and we started smoking out of the bong. I took some fat rips out of it, and everything was fine until a few minutes later. I was zoning out thinking about how good everything was, just watching my friends crack jokes and stuff. Then everything started looking a little weird, a bit cartoon-ish I'd say. Then for some reason I thought about my past and the bad things about it, and it drove me crazy. It felt like a horrible movie was playing over and over in my head, I got up to get a drink, and everything was in super slow motion. I felt like i was wading through water. I could barely speak. My heart was racing and it felt like i was having a heart attack or something, so i was freaking out and shaking trying to get water, i thought i was dehydrating due to the x and alcohol mixed. I chugged 2 bottles of water and started eating, a little after i threw up a tiny bit of the food, and my trip was becoming terrible. I saw symbols floating in the air spinning rapidly and flipping. (under armour logo, etc) my vision was outlined in tiny red skulls everywhere. I thought I was dying. It physically felt overwhelming, and I was scared for my life, and almost had my friends drive me to the ER. Luckily, they watched over me and i had calmed down, and was fine.. Ultimately I think smoking the weed kicked in all the drugs i had taken that day back into overdrive, mixed with thoughts of a bad past, and I just freaked and thought i would never see the light of day again. Worst ever.
 
My 'bad trip', which was one of the most horrific and traumatizing experiences of my entire life, is also probably one of the greatest moments of self-reflection I've ever had, and it honestly lead to my awe and respect for the fungi. Most importantly, I started drinking less, which was becoming a problem.
 
In more than 30 years of quarterly tripping on LSD and p. subaeruginosa I've only had one bad experience and to this day I have vivid nano-second flashbacks that ambush me, sometimes at really inconvenient times eg. at work, in company, once while driving :(. It was after consuming liquid LSD in a sugar cube - not the first time I'd had it this way + no idea of the dose. The onset was really fast and right from the start it didn't seem right. I had the distinct impression I was being dragged to hell rather than going the other way once it started coming on. There was no smooth transition up and friends commented later that I put Linda Blair to shame. I clawed the couch, the carpet, anything I could get a hold of to stop myself tumbling away. I couldn't control the visions which were fluroescent and hyper aggressive. I felt like I being engulfed by them. If I had to describe true madness this would be it. Fortunately the environment was a safe one and I was looked after for the three or so hours this horror-ride peaked for. I should add that others who dosed from the same vial at the same time as me had amazingly positive experiences (once I was removed from the scene). I stayed away from psychedelics for a year after that before venturing back and have not (touch wood) had a repeat of that kind of experience.
 
I've had 3 mush trips, none bad (2g, 2.5g, 1g).

I was outside lying on the grass in a beautiful park during the come up, so that probably helped. Also, I think when your in groups your much more likely to bad trip... I remember my friends did it in a group of 5. 2 of them bad tripped.
 
I was 15, had 3 purple barrel hits, did them throughout the day. Went to my p/t job till 11pm, got a ride home from another head, 2 tokes and 2 shots of vodka, last acid hit was about 8pm so 3 in about 8 hrs. When home I was munching some cracker jacks and started playing with the toy. That's wheon I got real tripped ut and noticed I talked to myself in my head. I couldn't stop!, the clock pendulum started breaking its boundaries and then spinning 360! I started to panic. Next thing I knew I was standing in the hallway with a knife. WTF? Was I about to off my parents!!? So, threw the knife down ran to a friends house knocked on his window furiously, some one came to the window, full moon for a face, it was his Dad, my friend was out camping. So I ran to another friend's house and pounded on his window. Shhh! he said, I just got busted by my Dad. He then went to do something for a moment and the lights popped on at my house, damn him I thought, but it was the full moon Dad, he had called my folks. I walked in the door and my father grabbed me and said, you been out smokin that shit again...I quickly thought ,,,Yeah, smokin that shit. He turned me away and I went back to my room, scrunched up under the covers and continued to freak for awhile until it was over. Whew! 2 days b4 Xmas 1972. No bad trips since and plenty of the good ones
 
Oh yeah, this one was only bad because, well...I was tripping and thought the couple hosting the party wanted me in a threesome and I followed them into their bedroom, they turned around...they weren't interested in a 3 some after all.
Heh heh. My last one.
 
^ooops :P nothing like some ultra awkward sexual tension to kill a trip

on the other hand, nothing like some ultra hot sexual tension to take a trip to the next level
 
Yeah the first part and expectation of it was titillating, the second part was, at a minimum confusing...after that I thought the police were coming and hid in the tub, when I finally came out no ine was there and the couple was sleeping.
I went outside sat down and waited a couple hours for dawn and drove home.
Come to think of it I've actually had a lot of undesirable situations but they weren't what I call "bad trips" which to me means psychological freak out.
 
I do not believe in bad trips. The only thing that I would think is a bad trip is an overdose that leads to actual health problems. A trip is a trip ;)
 
Sure a trip is a trip but there are a lot of people which expect a climax of love and fortune when taking psychedelics and this isn´t just the way it should be. The only thing you should expect is the unexpected - and nothing more. How can something be bad if you didn´t expect anything good of it?
A psychedelic experience is always serving a purpose and having a "bad trip" can be more enlighting than a "good" one.
 
sry i posted this in a diff thread meaning for it to be on here:

out of the many times i've chosen to trip i've only had one 'bad trip'. i ate waaaaaaay too many really potent mushrooms at a music fest/campground. i slowly started to get very very nauseous, then i puked on and off for about 2 hours, then non stop dry heaved for the next 4.. so about 6 hours of vomiting as hard as humanly possible while curled up in the back seat of my car in basically a catatonic state tripping face in an uncontrollable state literally having the most vivid out of body hallucinations then puking myself back to reality for hours. oh my god it was the worst experience ever. or there was the time i did a huge rail of what i thought was cocaine, but ended up being ketamine.... i had never seen ketamine before, or even knew wtf its effects really were. so needless to say, what i ingested was waaaay too much and im in what i guess is called the 'k-hole'... terrible. vomiting non stop, no idea where i am (my bedroom) or if im even alive. unbelievably frightening. terrible trip but a wholly unexpected one.
 
The people who claim "There is no bad trip" have never had a bad trip. I've had rough experiences, I've had hard times, I've had trips where I was forced to confront issues that I didn't want to confront at the time. And those trips hurt, but I learned from each of them.

That's not a bad trip. A bad trip is when you lose your mind, and issues mean nothing to you. The only thing you feel is fear and paranoia. Skeletons are rattling chains at your door, ready to send you to some sort of eternal punishment for sins that you didn't even know you committed. Walls bleed, your mind begins to fracture, and you hear voices begin to tell you things that aren't really coming from your own mind. Then, at the end of it all, you try to look back on it all with a positive light, because you've heard things like "Every trip is a learning experience, and there is truth in every trip." So things that before the trip seemed insane, ideas that are in fact the beginnings of paranoid schizophrenia, begin to seem like they might have root in fact.

That's a bad trip.
100% agree with this. Probably the truest post ive read in this thread.

Anyone who says different to that hasnt had a real bad trip.
 
seriously. losing your sense of self and reality isn't an inherently bad thing. what challenges your mind can make you a stronger person if you accept it for what it is

i think some people take tripping too seriously anyway. not every trip is going to be amazing or insightful, and there's nothing wrong with just enjoying the high while tripping balls
 
no scale + jwh018. took control of me where i couldn't even move it felt like my soul was trying escape so with this feeling and crazy thoughts of tearing open pregnant women and cutting the fetus apart with garden shears it was a "loop" i couldn't get the thought out of my head. not a good idea to watch that french horror film, A l'intérieur (aka inside). then i started shaking and heaving. just tried to calm myself down cause i read other people freakin out on jwh n' it would go away soon, didn't help i was shaking and heaving and blew chunks. felt better after that an sober after the movie. crazy 80 minutes tho. also i was in my hotel room, and i was extremely paranoid.

weird how i love weed and jwh in low dose. never freaked on anything else always had great glowing exp. before when ppl said they would freak out on weed id laff. well it wasn't weed but 018 that did it to me so i won't laff at em anymore n' just remember that 018 exp.
 
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