psychedelicsoul
Bluelighter
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Psychedelic drugs have altered my opinions on sexuality, the brain and the soul. Let me clarify one thing. I'm agnostic, I identify as ex-bi, and I find homosexuality to be disgusting. I'm not hateful of gay people, but the thought of it makes me sick. Whatever reason I decided to change doesn't matter. I did it to cure internalized homophobia, but religion, family acceptance and other things are fine motivations.
I like Lolicon, but only hated myself for liking shotacon. In reality, I was about a 1 on the kinsey scale and almost never saw any gay stuff that wasn't shotacon trap hentai. So even then I vastly preferred females.
When it comes to changing your sexuality, the reason you wanna do it is totally irrelevant. Anything you say about this is true, since morality is subjective. If a gay person thinks they're bad, they're bad. If someone thought being straight is bad, they're bad. If someone thought being left handed was bad, then they're bad. If you think something about you is bad, then it automatically is.
Now, I used several techniques. Psychedelic therapy, alcohol, pain based meditation, social isolation and starvation.
Drugs convinced me there exists a soul. I felt my mind disconnect from the world and from my brain. It was like my thoughts could shape me as a person. So I used DXM, weed, Spice, opiates, inhalants, and any other drugs I could get ahold of. I would stay it my room atleast 16 hours a day and never contacted friends. I tortured myself whenever I had gay thoughts, which wasn't too often. I'd beat myself with a shoe, cut, whip, burn, and do other stuff to myself. I even dropped a pocket knife in my palm and stabbed myself. I would beat myself numb. At first, this stuff didn't seem to work. I did this stuff for 3 months straight until seeing a change in my perception. I looked up to the attempt of Timothy Leary and psychedelic drugs to change myself. I would shout "I deserve the pain over and over while I burn paper on my skin and did the salt and ice challenge. I was determined to continue doing it even if it didn't work. If it was inneffective, I'd planned on simply suffering for the rest of my life that way.
My final plan was to stop eating all together. Every time I have a gay thought, I would refuse to eat for the rest of the day, and berate yourself. I had even planned on purging the food my parents cooked for dinner. I know that dangerous, but I wanted to die anyway.
However, after a while those intrusive thoughts went a way and reappeared extremely rarely. If I tried to do this again, it wouldn't work. Since the thoughts are so rare now that it wouldn't be a big deal if I did this stuff again.
I like Lolicon, but only hated myself for liking shotacon. In reality, I was about a 1 on the kinsey scale and almost never saw any gay stuff that wasn't shotacon trap hentai. So even then I vastly preferred females.
When it comes to changing your sexuality, the reason you wanna do it is totally irrelevant. Anything you say about this is true, since morality is subjective. If a gay person thinks they're bad, they're bad. If someone thought being straight is bad, they're bad. If someone thought being left handed was bad, then they're bad. If you think something about you is bad, then it automatically is.
Now, I used several techniques. Psychedelic therapy, alcohol, pain based meditation, social isolation and starvation.
Drugs convinced me there exists a soul. I felt my mind disconnect from the world and from my brain. It was like my thoughts could shape me as a person. So I used DXM, weed, Spice, opiates, inhalants, and any other drugs I could get ahold of. I would stay it my room atleast 16 hours a day and never contacted friends. I tortured myself whenever I had gay thoughts, which wasn't too often. I'd beat myself with a shoe, cut, whip, burn, and do other stuff to myself. I even dropped a pocket knife in my palm and stabbed myself. I would beat myself numb. At first, this stuff didn't seem to work. I did this stuff for 3 months straight until seeing a change in my perception. I looked up to the attempt of Timothy Leary and psychedelic drugs to change myself. I would shout "I deserve the pain over and over while I burn paper on my skin and did the salt and ice challenge. I was determined to continue doing it even if it didn't work. If it was inneffective, I'd planned on simply suffering for the rest of my life that way.
My final plan was to stop eating all together. Every time I have a gay thought, I would refuse to eat for the rest of the day, and berate yourself. I had even planned on purging the food my parents cooked for dinner. I know that dangerous, but I wanted to die anyway.
However, after a while those intrusive thoughts went a way and reappeared extremely rarely. If I tried to do this again, it wouldn't work. Since the thoughts are so rare now that it wouldn't be a big deal if I did this stuff again.