So last night, my two friends and I went down to trip with another buddy of ours who's quite a cool dude, but is an ex-navy guy. Needless to say, he's a bit macho. Long story short, my one buddy who has problems when he drinks, well, got drunk and started mouthing off to the ex-navy guy who's home we were tripping at. Started shouting and stomping around despite the fact that he had an old lady landlord below who hates that shit. For whatever reason, my drunk friend just lost it, and our ex-navy friend ended up in a drawn out conflict with him, choking him out every time he would start fussing and shouting and stomping. The one who was being a drunk ass felt supremely butt-hurt that my other friend and I hadn't done anything to stop our navy buddy from choking him... we had been wanting to wail on him ourselves for months when he was drinking, but we just didn't have the heart... so even though this beating was a long time coming, it left me upset as all heck, and full of guilt. I started sobbing while just sitting on the ground while these guys were all arguing, one choking the other and the third friend trying to mediate. In the end the drunk friend got kicked out and banished from ever returning to our navy buddy's place, and because I had driven us there (about an hour away) I knew we couldn't just leave him to walk around, piss ass drunk in the night, and end up mugged, raped or arrested. So because of his drunken stupidity, all three of us had to leave, when I was still peaking fairly hard and had drank a fair amount of beer and was in no state to drive.
My drunken friend definitely has alcoholism issues... my other friend and I agreed to never hang out with him again if he drinks, and I sincerely hope he never touches alcohol again. We've been debating on whether to tell his parents, to try and get him some real help, maybe AA or something... but I'm still on the fence, as I supremely value independence and having the choice to fall down a hole if one so desires to...
Other than that fiasco, it was actually a really intense trip, full of laughter and insanity in all the right ways until that conflict arose... It makes me feel terrible because I provided the acid. I should have known that my friend was too weak minded to handle it, I've known him for years... it's just that in past trips he's handled things fine. Something just snapped in him this time... right about when we were peaking, we watched this movie
Samsara (which I
highly recommend by the way!) and something about that movie must have just supremely disturbed him... it's definitely social commentary, and social commentary movies always tend to bring out the most insanity in trippers I've noticed...
Anyways, I just wanted to rant about that. We were in such a rush to leave that i left my vape charger there, and have to drive an hour there and back again to be able to use my vape >.> so that's just a real bummer... I want my hash oil vape!
Be careful in who you choose to trip with PD. Groups can be great, but they can also be your worst nightmare...