To start off I'm not new to the drug scene, just psychedelics.
Anyway my dealer finally scored some shrooms, which he did previously and tripped balls off of. I can't tell you the dosage I took because neither me nor my dealer are experienced in psychedelics. All I know is they were chocolates with a smiley face on them ( Didn't taste anything like chocolate). Prior to this my dealer took 1/2 of one and said he tripped balls. Also my dealer is a giant. He is 6'4 and 270 lbs. I'm 5'11 165 lbs.
Anyway the night started off cool, me and my friends ate the chocolate. They ate half and I ate a whole. We started smoking some bowls then I started to feel a little weird. I saw colors surrounding objects, and felt tingly. It went downhill from here. I started feeling extremely uncomfortable (Not paranoid) and started getting pissed off at all of my friends and wanted to fight them. It wasn't like a drunken rage either, I was generally angry at them for an unknown reason. Then I started feeling crazy. But not in a good way. I couldn't process anything that my friends were saying. I honestly felt retarded. I was now not seeing anything or feeling any form of euphoria. My dealer called and asked how it was but I couldn't think or talk, I just sat there drooling trying to ask him what the fuck was happening. As the night went on I started getting crazier and crazier. I went out into the 20 degree weather and layed down in some random lawn. I constantly felt like I was moving. I've heard that you are supposed to have vibrant thoughs and shit off of this shit, but the thing was I wasn't thinking at all. I couldn't. I didn't feel that fucked up but when I tried to talk I was slurring words and I couldn't even put together sentences. I felt like I was going insane. I stayed up all night which sucked for me because I had to work the next day. I finally came down and my friends were like "dude, what the fuck were you doing." I tried to explain to them but apparently they had a completely different experience.
Also I took the shit at 1 a.m. When I had to work at 2 p.m. i felt like a totally different person. I was extremely depressed and got pissed off like crazy at dumb shit. My boss chewed me out because I was late to work (happens all the time) but this time I took it personally. Now remember I felt completely sober. I went into the back room and lost it. I broke my phone and started punching the shit out of a wall. My hands are currently fucked.
3 days later and im cool now. But what happened to me. I don't think it was a bad trip because i didn't really get emotional but i don't know. What the hell happened?
Anyway my dealer finally scored some shrooms, which he did previously and tripped balls off of. I can't tell you the dosage I took because neither me nor my dealer are experienced in psychedelics. All I know is they were chocolates with a smiley face on them ( Didn't taste anything like chocolate). Prior to this my dealer took 1/2 of one and said he tripped balls. Also my dealer is a giant. He is 6'4 and 270 lbs. I'm 5'11 165 lbs.
Anyway the night started off cool, me and my friends ate the chocolate. They ate half and I ate a whole. We started smoking some bowls then I started to feel a little weird. I saw colors surrounding objects, and felt tingly. It went downhill from here. I started feeling extremely uncomfortable (Not paranoid) and started getting pissed off at all of my friends and wanted to fight them. It wasn't like a drunken rage either, I was generally angry at them for an unknown reason. Then I started feeling crazy. But not in a good way. I couldn't process anything that my friends were saying. I honestly felt retarded. I was now not seeing anything or feeling any form of euphoria. My dealer called and asked how it was but I couldn't think or talk, I just sat there drooling trying to ask him what the fuck was happening. As the night went on I started getting crazier and crazier. I went out into the 20 degree weather and layed down in some random lawn. I constantly felt like I was moving. I've heard that you are supposed to have vibrant thoughs and shit off of this shit, but the thing was I wasn't thinking at all. I couldn't. I didn't feel that fucked up but when I tried to talk I was slurring words and I couldn't even put together sentences. I felt like I was going insane. I stayed up all night which sucked for me because I had to work the next day. I finally came down and my friends were like "dude, what the fuck were you doing." I tried to explain to them but apparently they had a completely different experience.
Also I took the shit at 1 a.m. When I had to work at 2 p.m. i felt like a totally different person. I was extremely depressed and got pissed off like crazy at dumb shit. My boss chewed me out because I was late to work (happens all the time) but this time I took it personally. Now remember I felt completely sober. I went into the back room and lost it. I broke my phone and started punching the shit out of a wall. My hands are currently fucked.
3 days later and im cool now. But what happened to me. I don't think it was a bad trip because i didn't really get emotional but i don't know. What the hell happened?
