mrstalone
Greenlighter
Age-17
Height- 5'11
Weight-130
So up until the day I took the 8th of shrooms, I had only ingested half 8th's(1.7 grams) before. I did drop acid on 2 separate occasions before this too but after the 8th, I already knew those 2 tabs before were pretty bunk. I had no idea what was in store for me once I had picked up the 8th of Shrooms.
I decided to trip with a close friend of mine(this would be her first time tripping on shrooms:D. We both took our 8th's at my apartment around 4:30 In the afternoon.
+30mins- Felt as if I were drunk, knees were weak. Tingling feeling throughout my body. Everything was slowly starting to get funnier and funnier for no reason.
+45mins- The Giggle Attack hit both of us at full throttle. Walking felt like a chore and on top of that we were running out of breath from the laughter.
For some reason I kept repeating the same thing over and over again "holy shit im tripping". It was all that came to my mind.
+1hour- decided to go to the back of the apartment to smoke a cigarette. This is when it started to fuck with my vision. I don't know how to explain it but the floor kept freezing up while everything else would move. It was fucking trippy. After smoking the cigarette, everything kept freezing and coming back to normal, it was STRANGE, I would compare it to the choppy vision you get when you smoke weed for the first few times but 10x more choppier. When I would focus on something I would get double vision and the image looked like it wanted to tear into 2.(weird )
+1:30- went back in the apartment and this is when things started to get weird. My friend (were gonna call her C) was sitting on the couch and couldnt stop talking. I was looking out the window and I was lost in my thoughts, it was like a endless ponder. At this point I was questioning the way I thought about life. I started to see EVERYTHING in another perspective. It was intense. How I thought the world worked was wiped clean. Most would call this ego-loss or ego death, (if you dont know what that is, look it up, there are hundreds of posts). It was overwhelming. This is when I literally started to feel like I was going crazy. The internal dialogue that I hear in my head kept repeating this one sentence "you're going crazy" At this point I started to bad trip. I didnt say a word to C cause I didnt want to freak her our causing her to flip a shit. I went inside the bathroom and I sat down and I had to keep telling my self that everything was going to be okay.
+2:00- At this point, I had no idea what the fuck I was doing. My mind started to put my whole life onto a HUGE To-Do list, where I felt that I needed to complete one task, to move onto the other, but they were very simple tasks, for example I told myself that I needed to walk over to the kitchen first, THAN I could get a glass of water.(lol yeah I was tripping balls8( . I came out of the restroom to check on C and sure enough, she kept telling me she was tripping fucking hard and she kept telling me she needed to talk to someone sober to calm her down.
+3:00- After the insane mind trip stage, this strange feeling of Enlightenment hit me. Literally going from INSANE to the Most "sane" ive ever been. It felt like I had life figured out and I had this urge to clean up my life and set back on the right tracks, such as quitting drugs, getting a job, blah blah blah( but of course once the high wears off, you lose all motivation to do so hence why its a drug). I felt incredible, it took C a bit longer to snap out of the intense mind high. But sure enough, it was like we were on the other side of the drug. We started talking about everything, and I could see the changes in the way I thought while in the conversation and thoughts on what I wanted to say. Its like those talks you have when you pop E with a group of buddies and you guys just engage in the longest talks ever and shit, but this conversation was alot deeper. We were poking at eachothers brains trying to get information out of eachother.
+5:00- decided to smoke a blunt, which was a great idea. I wouldnt say I got "high" but it did mellow me out, there was just something different about that sesh, probably because we were both tripping on shrooms, but it was like I was at peace with myself and I started to appreciate everything little thing. Just relaxing and sitting down made me feel so content, like I would have asked for nothing more. The weed was just a bonus (highly recommended as long as you know that you can handle yourself, effects are different for everybody but personally, I loved it.)
The rest of the night from than was just a peaceful nice mellow trip, the comedown isnt that bad. Around 8 hours into it the sober "reality" started to slowly seep in and I decided I needed some sleep. I slept fine, though alot of people say that its hard to sleep. I dont know if it was the weed but the comedown was clean. Overall, it was a terrifying experience, but once the bad part was over, it was FUCKING nice.
Height- 5'11
Weight-130
So up until the day I took the 8th of shrooms, I had only ingested half 8th's(1.7 grams) before. I did drop acid on 2 separate occasions before this too but after the 8th, I already knew those 2 tabs before were pretty bunk. I had no idea what was in store for me once I had picked up the 8th of Shrooms.
I decided to trip with a close friend of mine(this would be her first time tripping on shrooms:D. We both took our 8th's at my apartment around 4:30 In the afternoon.
+30mins- Felt as if I were drunk, knees were weak. Tingling feeling throughout my body. Everything was slowly starting to get funnier and funnier for no reason.
+45mins- The Giggle Attack hit both of us at full throttle. Walking felt like a chore and on top of that we were running out of breath from the laughter.
For some reason I kept repeating the same thing over and over again "holy shit im tripping". It was all that came to my mind.
+1hour- decided to go to the back of the apartment to smoke a cigarette. This is when it started to fuck with my vision. I don't know how to explain it but the floor kept freezing up while everything else would move. It was fucking trippy. After smoking the cigarette, everything kept freezing and coming back to normal, it was STRANGE, I would compare it to the choppy vision you get when you smoke weed for the first few times but 10x more choppier. When I would focus on something I would get double vision and the image looked like it wanted to tear into 2.(weird )
+1:30- went back in the apartment and this is when things started to get weird. My friend (were gonna call her C) was sitting on the couch and couldnt stop talking. I was looking out the window and I was lost in my thoughts, it was like a endless ponder. At this point I was questioning the way I thought about life. I started to see EVERYTHING in another perspective. It was intense. How I thought the world worked was wiped clean. Most would call this ego-loss or ego death, (if you dont know what that is, look it up, there are hundreds of posts). It was overwhelming. This is when I literally started to feel like I was going crazy. The internal dialogue that I hear in my head kept repeating this one sentence "you're going crazy" At this point I started to bad trip. I didnt say a word to C cause I didnt want to freak her our causing her to flip a shit. I went inside the bathroom and I sat down and I had to keep telling my self that everything was going to be okay.
+2:00- At this point, I had no idea what the fuck I was doing. My mind started to put my whole life onto a HUGE To-Do list, where I felt that I needed to complete one task, to move onto the other, but they were very simple tasks, for example I told myself that I needed to walk over to the kitchen first, THAN I could get a glass of water.(lol yeah I was tripping balls8( . I came out of the restroom to check on C and sure enough, she kept telling me she was tripping fucking hard and she kept telling me she needed to talk to someone sober to calm her down.
+3:00- After the insane mind trip stage, this strange feeling of Enlightenment hit me. Literally going from INSANE to the Most "sane" ive ever been. It felt like I had life figured out and I had this urge to clean up my life and set back on the right tracks, such as quitting drugs, getting a job, blah blah blah( but of course once the high wears off, you lose all motivation to do so hence why its a drug). I felt incredible, it took C a bit longer to snap out of the intense mind high. But sure enough, it was like we were on the other side of the drug. We started talking about everything, and I could see the changes in the way I thought while in the conversation and thoughts on what I wanted to say. Its like those talks you have when you pop E with a group of buddies and you guys just engage in the longest talks ever and shit, but this conversation was alot deeper. We were poking at eachothers brains trying to get information out of eachother.
+5:00- decided to smoke a blunt, which was a great idea. I wouldnt say I got "high" but it did mellow me out, there was just something different about that sesh, probably because we were both tripping on shrooms, but it was like I was at peace with myself and I started to appreciate everything little thing. Just relaxing and sitting down made me feel so content, like I would have asked for nothing more. The weed was just a bonus (highly recommended as long as you know that you can handle yourself, effects are different for everybody but personally, I loved it.)
The rest of the night from than was just a peaceful nice mellow trip, the comedown isnt that bad. Around 8 hours into it the sober "reality" started to slowly seep in and I decided I needed some sleep. I slept fine, though alot of people say that its hard to sleep. I dont know if it was the weed but the comedown was clean. Overall, it was a terrifying experience, but once the bad part was over, it was FUCKING nice.
