Gungho510
Greenlighter
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To give you a little background of my previous drug experiences, I had smoked a ridiculous amount of weed, rolled once, and smoked salvia various times. None of these drugs could have prepared me for my first shroom trip.
My buddy and I picked up a quarter ounce of very potent shrooms, according to my dealer, they were the strongest he'd ever had. We smoked several bowls of dro, and thus began our journey. So my friend and I went to a quiet, trippy pine grove on some country land and divided up the bag. I had around 5 or 6 smaller mushrooms, along with a giant tumor-looking one. They tasted horrible, and we didn't have anything to wash it down. In retrospect, i think I ate far more of the bag than he did, I really don't remember. Estimate ~~4.5g.
Immediately after we finish eating, my dad calls me and is pissed that I left the house because I'd promised I'd stay home today. I didn't have my car, so he told me to have my friend drop me off at Burger King in 20. I met him there, and at this point, I felt a little bit higher than before, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. My dad dragged me and my siblings around town for about a half hour, and towards the end of the errands, I noticed my brother's hair starting to warp and change colors. In addition to that I felt an overwhelming paranoia taking over my body.
We arrived home, and I felt fucked out of my mind. My dad told me I was helping him cook hamburgers, and I told him there was no way that's happening. I went in the basement to try to relax, and my cousin was playing a heavy metal song on guitar hero. Even though I love metal, it was scaring the shit out of me. I grabbed my cousins arm and said, "You are my last portal to reality". He told me I should go take a shower and try to calm down. I stumbled upstairs to our double bathroom, and started to undress. As I took off my shirt i noticed a ripple in my abdomen. I touched it, and my skin stuck to my fingers and melted off, exposing my intestines. This was the visual that set me off spiraling into insanity.
I was extremely nauseous, and sat down on the breathing, oscillating toilet. After getting something out, I flushed the toilet, and it.... overflowed and started leaking shit water all over the bathroom. I started experiencing horrifying breathing and growling auditory hallucinations, and the walls started to bend and wave. I climbed in the shower to escape the flooded bathroom, and turned it on. The water looked like it melted off strips of my skin. So I step out into the bathroom, infront of the mirror, and right before my eyes, my face melted off. I grabbed my belt from the floor, and it started to morph into the body of a snake. At this point, I started to believe I was dying.
My dad came upstairs to see what all the commotion was, and I was sitting on my bed, completely naked. He asked me what was going on. I told him I "ate a bunch of mushrooms and was freaking the fuck out". Dad: "What do you want to do?".
Me- "What do I want to do? I want to go to the fucking hospital so I don't die!"
To wrap up the rest of the story more concisely, I had to drink a bottle of melting charcoal, and was stuck with over 8 needles, all whilst tripping balls. That weekend I scared the shit out of myself and my family, and had a hefty hospital bill which I had to pay for myself.
I apologize for the length, It was just such a traumatizing experience that I've remembered every detail word for word.
My buddy and I picked up a quarter ounce of very potent shrooms, according to my dealer, they were the strongest he'd ever had. We smoked several bowls of dro, and thus began our journey. So my friend and I went to a quiet, trippy pine grove on some country land and divided up the bag. I had around 5 or 6 smaller mushrooms, along with a giant tumor-looking one. They tasted horrible, and we didn't have anything to wash it down. In retrospect, i think I ate far more of the bag than he did, I really don't remember. Estimate ~~4.5g.
Immediately after we finish eating, my dad calls me and is pissed that I left the house because I'd promised I'd stay home today. I didn't have my car, so he told me to have my friend drop me off at Burger King in 20. I met him there, and at this point, I felt a little bit higher than before, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. My dad dragged me and my siblings around town for about a half hour, and towards the end of the errands, I noticed my brother's hair starting to warp and change colors. In addition to that I felt an overwhelming paranoia taking over my body.
We arrived home, and I felt fucked out of my mind. My dad told me I was helping him cook hamburgers, and I told him there was no way that's happening. I went in the basement to try to relax, and my cousin was playing a heavy metal song on guitar hero. Even though I love metal, it was scaring the shit out of me. I grabbed my cousins arm and said, "You are my last portal to reality". He told me I should go take a shower and try to calm down. I stumbled upstairs to our double bathroom, and started to undress. As I took off my shirt i noticed a ripple in my abdomen. I touched it, and my skin stuck to my fingers and melted off, exposing my intestines. This was the visual that set me off spiraling into insanity.
I was extremely nauseous, and sat down on the breathing, oscillating toilet. After getting something out, I flushed the toilet, and it.... overflowed and started leaking shit water all over the bathroom. I started experiencing horrifying breathing and growling auditory hallucinations, and the walls started to bend and wave. I climbed in the shower to escape the flooded bathroom, and turned it on. The water looked like it melted off strips of my skin. So I step out into the bathroom, infront of the mirror, and right before my eyes, my face melted off. I grabbed my belt from the floor, and it started to morph into the body of a snake. At this point, I started to believe I was dying.
My dad came upstairs to see what all the commotion was, and I was sitting on my bed, completely naked. He asked me what was going on. I told him I "ate a bunch of mushrooms and was freaking the fuck out". Dad: "What do you want to do?".
Me- "What do I want to do? I want to go to the fucking hospital so I don't die!"
To wrap up the rest of the story more concisely, I had to drink a bottle of melting charcoal, and was stuck with over 8 needles, all whilst tripping balls. That weekend I scared the shit out of myself and my family, and had a hefty hospital bill which I had to pay for myself.
I apologize for the length, It was just such a traumatizing experience that I've remembered every detail word for word.
It's important with psychedelics to only use them in the correct settings. It's essential to make sure you have no outside stresses and are in a controlled situation. Parents home is never a good idea, as it creates a potential stressful situation, and if they encounter you, you're unprepared to be able to handle it. And even having to handle something stressful and unexpected like that can cause a lot of stress and trauma, as you experienced.