tinyrippleofhope
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In the last 2 weeks, I've taken 200ug of acid on 3 separate occasions (13th, 14th and 25th April). This was my first time and, although I have had great experiences with truffles before, I don't think I actually tripped on acid.
The story is pretty long, as it covers these 3 failed trips. I've added my thoughts at the end. If you have any useful insight, please share it!
STORY:
The first time I took it by myself, with two of my friends (Eddie and Billy) there with me. We were all pretty hyped but after a couple of hours and no sign of major symptoms (apparently "you just know" when you're tripping balls), we concluded that it must've been a dud. Bad luck, but shit happens!
The next day, Eddie suggested we try again together, with Steve (the guy who'd provided the tabs but who we'd only recently met). I realised that not leaving enough time between trips would mean that the effects would be lessened by increased tolerance, but I was really hoping that I'd at least be able to have a proper trip this time. How wrong I was...
The fly in the ointment was that after 3 hours, I still hadn't started tripping and was close to giving up. I smoked a joint with Steve and was starting to feel something, but then all of a sudden Eddie told us that he had been having an intensely bad trip all this time. We had been chilling in the park, enjoying the nice weather, etc. but I decided that it'd be better if we walked back to my flat and help Eddie through his trip.
I could feel myself starting to become anxious, trying to tell a reluctant Steve that we needed to relocate. I've never been good at taking charge of social situations, particularly with people I don't know well, so naturally was quite uncomfortable. Eventually we managed to find our way back to my room, where Eddie collapsed on a beanbag and then quickly excused himself to have a pee.
We decided to message Billy to come over and help, as he hadn't dropped. After a while I went through to the bathroom, to find that Eddie was having a full-blown mental breakdown - he made allusions to suicidal thoughts and having an existential crisis, and beneath my calm exterior I was panicking.
I'm relieved to say that I managed to calm him down and bring him back into the living room. The rest of the evening felt like a new chapter, but I still didn't have the tripping experience I had hoped for. I decided that this was probably because I had to deal with a socially and emotionally challenging situation. I don't know whether that's a fair conclusion to reach, but I'm quite certain that I wasn't tripping during any of it.
Nearly 2 weeks later, Billy decided he wanted to trip, so I decided this might be a good opportunity. Third time lucky, etc.
Again, Billy (just like Eddie had) came up within the first 30 minutes, describing the feeling of "ascension," while I felt entirely rooted in the ground. It was around about the same time after we first dropped (about 3 hours) that I started smoking and then things took a turn for the worst.
Billy and I seemed to be quite aware of the energy in the room, which didn't seem to last more than 10 minutes at a time before he decided to change what we were doing (e.g. listening to music, then watching videos, then flickering the lights in the bathroom, etc). As I've mentioned before, I have social anxiety and so was very aware of this odd social environment. Usually I'm really comfortable around Billy - he's one of my best friends - but I was starting to get in my head, just like last time during Eddie's breakdown.
He then had an emotional breakdown as well, telling Eddie (who had been trip sitting) and I about some of his repressed traumas from his childhood. I'm generally a really empathetic guy, so this triggered a response in me. He pulled through and we settled for watching a cute Japanese film (*Spirited Away* - if you haven't watched it, you absolutely need to!)
MY THOUGHTS:
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The story is pretty long, as it covers these 3 failed trips. I've added my thoughts at the end. If you have any useful insight, please share it!
STORY:
The first time I took it by myself, with two of my friends (Eddie and Billy) there with me. We were all pretty hyped but after a couple of hours and no sign of major symptoms (apparently "you just know" when you're tripping balls), we concluded that it must've been a dud. Bad luck, but shit happens!
The next day, Eddie suggested we try again together, with Steve (the guy who'd provided the tabs but who we'd only recently met). I realised that not leaving enough time between trips would mean that the effects would be lessened by increased tolerance, but I was really hoping that I'd at least be able to have a proper trip this time. How wrong I was...
The fly in the ointment was that after 3 hours, I still hadn't started tripping and was close to giving up. I smoked a joint with Steve and was starting to feel something, but then all of a sudden Eddie told us that he had been having an intensely bad trip all this time. We had been chilling in the park, enjoying the nice weather, etc. but I decided that it'd be better if we walked back to my flat and help Eddie through his trip.
I could feel myself starting to become anxious, trying to tell a reluctant Steve that we needed to relocate. I've never been good at taking charge of social situations, particularly with people I don't know well, so naturally was quite uncomfortable. Eventually we managed to find our way back to my room, where Eddie collapsed on a beanbag and then quickly excused himself to have a pee.
We decided to message Billy to come over and help, as he hadn't dropped. After a while I went through to the bathroom, to find that Eddie was having a full-blown mental breakdown - he made allusions to suicidal thoughts and having an existential crisis, and beneath my calm exterior I was panicking.
I'm relieved to say that I managed to calm him down and bring him back into the living room. The rest of the evening felt like a new chapter, but I still didn't have the tripping experience I had hoped for. I decided that this was probably because I had to deal with a socially and emotionally challenging situation. I don't know whether that's a fair conclusion to reach, but I'm quite certain that I wasn't tripping during any of it.
Nearly 2 weeks later, Billy decided he wanted to trip, so I decided this might be a good opportunity. Third time lucky, etc.
Again, Billy (just like Eddie had) came up within the first 30 minutes, describing the feeling of "ascension," while I felt entirely rooted in the ground. It was around about the same time after we first dropped (about 3 hours) that I started smoking and then things took a turn for the worst.
Billy and I seemed to be quite aware of the energy in the room, which didn't seem to last more than 10 minutes at a time before he decided to change what we were doing (e.g. listening to music, then watching videos, then flickering the lights in the bathroom, etc). As I've mentioned before, I have social anxiety and so was very aware of this odd social environment. Usually I'm really comfortable around Billy - he's one of my best friends - but I was starting to get in my head, just like last time during Eddie's breakdown.
He then had an emotional breakdown as well, telling Eddie (who had been trip sitting) and I about some of his repressed traumas from his childhood. I'm generally a really empathetic guy, so this triggered a response in me. He pulled through and we settled for watching a cute Japanese film (*Spirited Away* - if you haven't watched it, you absolutely need to!)
MY THOUGHTS:
- If I didn't trip on these 3 occasions, does that mean that I need to try a higher dose (>200ug)?
- Should I try tripping by myself again, so that I don't become so affected by someone else's negative experience?
- I heard that acid, unlike weed, doesn't exacerbate existing anxieties - should I avoid smoking when I next trip, to reduce the chances of becoming uncomfortable?
- Is it possible that on all 3 occasions I had a dud tab? It seems improbable but not impossible.
- Would my anxiety/emotions on the second and third trips really have prevented me from tripping?
- And finally, if I was tripping, how could I have not noticed it? Were my friends wrong when they said, "you just know"?
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