Age at the time: 15
Substance: Psilocybe Cubensis B+
Other experiences before trip: Weed +25 times, Benzo's 2 times, Alchohol about 1 time, nicotine a few times
Before you start reading I'd like to point out that I know how irresponsible I was for doing 4 g's for my first time, as a fifteen year old in my parents house. No need to complain on those matters.
Me and a couple friends from school had just, after countless hours of searching, found a shady dealer on Instagram who sold extremely overpriced Magic mushrooms. We were supposed to buy 15 (dried) grams of mushrooms, split them in three and have a couple trips each, however the dealer came with a fat plastic bag to store the Shrooms in which weighed about 3 grams and the asshole took that into account so we decided to do 4 grams each at once.
The day had now come. Me and one of my friends, let's call him B, were going to trip in my room at night. We prepared by taking showers, cleaning the room, filling bowls with cheeseballs, beef jerky and such (absolute shit for snacks while tripping, didn't know it ATT tough). We had Sprite and water to drink. We had barely ate throughout the day.
We ate the mushrooms, which FTR didn't taste bad, but not good, and waited. We watched the movie "Pulp fiction" while waiting for something to happen. I was pretty excited, maybe a bit anxious since the only experiences I had from tripping was from the reports I had read online.
A tingling feeling spread across my thighs and hands. This is when we felt like turning off the movie and closing our eyes for a bit with each pair of headphones plugged in. The come-up was coming on strong. I started getting more and more anxious and after a while I saw images of myself in an ambulance and my family outside with faces full of despair. I thought that the shady IG dealer had given us some other, more poisonous, mushrooms and that me and B were about to die. I was laying in my couch and I looked up to B who was in my bed. He was crawled up against the wall, whispering things, frantically drawing in a block. I thought he had gone completely insane and was in the same misery as I was. "That fucking asshole gave us bad mushrooms!" , "Should i jump out the window?" , "Shut up, it's gonna be fine", Were thoughts on repeat in my head. I was in pure hell. I tapped B on the shoulder and whispered that the trip was about about to end in an attempt of comforting him. I had the wrong idea, B was having the time of his life so he was kind of bummed out about the trip coming to an end, although only about 50 minutes had passed.
B finally turned around and asked if I wanted water. I was very happy to see that he was fine, I took the bottle and drank some. The water tasted amazing. So pure, clean and refreshing! The water washed my mouth like a thin conditioner. The classic taste of water, nothing could beat it. I started to think about how lucky we are to have water coming out of a crane just like that. I thought we should appreciate this key to survival more. I also had an enormous urge to pee. I opened my door focused on not waking anyone in the house. The walls and their edges looked like paper. I staggered into the bathroom and pissed for probably 2 minutes strait. My penis was abnormally small for some reason and the visuals were very strong, the tiles were dancing and the lines between them crawling. I returned to my room and turned on the light. Everything was wavy, objects were morphing and changing shapes. I wore a grey T-Shirt which at this point was soaked with sweat. I wandered around in my room looking at stuff, laughing to myself and the trip was really turning around. I talked to B, but it was hard to understand what both of us were saying. Everything was alien. I couldn't believe us preparing beef jerky. Who would kill an innocent animal so we could have it as a snack? The sprite was almost overwhelming. Super sweet and super fruity. My mouth was like a room of my own and I really noticed it being a big part of me. That's were our words come from, our food is chewed and swallowed and our hyper sensitive tongue is located, are some thoughts I had. It was like being reborn and rediscovering my body.
We decided to turn off the lights again and meditate, draw or just think. I put my headphones back on and laid down. I think this was the peak of the trip. The CEV's were extremely intense and extremely astonishing. I became one with the music. I remember listening to "Child in time" by Deep purple which took me to another world. I felt every sound in my spine vibrating and spreading throughout my body, up to my brain and every sound created a smaller epiphany. I don't really remember what happened after this. Ego death? Blackout? Fell asleep? No idea, but when I came back I rolled up the curtains to enjoy the sunrise with B. We both lain down in my couch and drew while talking about our experiences. We were doing this throughout our mellow comedown until we felt tired and went to sleep.
This is the trip that sparked my bigger psychedelic interest. I had also been given new perspectives on things which I to this day use to improve my life. It also showed me other personal and unexplainable things. I know that doing this when fifteen is pretty dumb. It is, but tbh it was just what I needed at the time.
Thanks for reading
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Substance: Psilocybe Cubensis B+
Other experiences before trip: Weed +25 times, Benzo's 2 times, Alchohol about 1 time, nicotine a few times
Before you start reading I'd like to point out that I know how irresponsible I was for doing 4 g's for my first time, as a fifteen year old in my parents house. No need to complain on those matters.
Me and a couple friends from school had just, after countless hours of searching, found a shady dealer on Instagram who sold extremely overpriced Magic mushrooms. We were supposed to buy 15 (dried) grams of mushrooms, split them in three and have a couple trips each, however the dealer came with a fat plastic bag to store the Shrooms in which weighed about 3 grams and the asshole took that into account so we decided to do 4 grams each at once.
The day had now come. Me and one of my friends, let's call him B, were going to trip in my room at night. We prepared by taking showers, cleaning the room, filling bowls with cheeseballs, beef jerky and such (absolute shit for snacks while tripping, didn't know it ATT tough). We had Sprite and water to drink. We had barely ate throughout the day.
We ate the mushrooms, which FTR didn't taste bad, but not good, and waited. We watched the movie "Pulp fiction" while waiting for something to happen. I was pretty excited, maybe a bit anxious since the only experiences I had from tripping was from the reports I had read online.
A tingling feeling spread across my thighs and hands. This is when we felt like turning off the movie and closing our eyes for a bit with each pair of headphones plugged in. The come-up was coming on strong. I started getting more and more anxious and after a while I saw images of myself in an ambulance and my family outside with faces full of despair. I thought that the shady IG dealer had given us some other, more poisonous, mushrooms and that me and B were about to die. I was laying in my couch and I looked up to B who was in my bed. He was crawled up against the wall, whispering things, frantically drawing in a block. I thought he had gone completely insane and was in the same misery as I was. "That fucking asshole gave us bad mushrooms!" , "Should i jump out the window?" , "Shut up, it's gonna be fine", Were thoughts on repeat in my head. I was in pure hell. I tapped B on the shoulder and whispered that the trip was about about to end in an attempt of comforting him. I had the wrong idea, B was having the time of his life so he was kind of bummed out about the trip coming to an end, although only about 50 minutes had passed.
B finally turned around and asked if I wanted water. I was very happy to see that he was fine, I took the bottle and drank some. The water tasted amazing. So pure, clean and refreshing! The water washed my mouth like a thin conditioner. The classic taste of water, nothing could beat it. I started to think about how lucky we are to have water coming out of a crane just like that. I thought we should appreciate this key to survival more. I also had an enormous urge to pee. I opened my door focused on not waking anyone in the house. The walls and their edges looked like paper. I staggered into the bathroom and pissed for probably 2 minutes strait. My penis was abnormally small for some reason and the visuals were very strong, the tiles were dancing and the lines between them crawling. I returned to my room and turned on the light. Everything was wavy, objects were morphing and changing shapes. I wore a grey T-Shirt which at this point was soaked with sweat. I wandered around in my room looking at stuff, laughing to myself and the trip was really turning around. I talked to B, but it was hard to understand what both of us were saying. Everything was alien. I couldn't believe us preparing beef jerky. Who would kill an innocent animal so we could have it as a snack? The sprite was almost overwhelming. Super sweet and super fruity. My mouth was like a room of my own and I really noticed it being a big part of me. That's were our words come from, our food is chewed and swallowed and our hyper sensitive tongue is located, are some thoughts I had. It was like being reborn and rediscovering my body.
We decided to turn off the lights again and meditate, draw or just think. I put my headphones back on and laid down. I think this was the peak of the trip. The CEV's were extremely intense and extremely astonishing. I became one with the music. I remember listening to "Child in time" by Deep purple which took me to another world. I felt every sound in my spine vibrating and spreading throughout my body, up to my brain and every sound created a smaller epiphany. I don't really remember what happened after this. Ego death? Blackout? Fell asleep? No idea, but when I came back I rolled up the curtains to enjoy the sunrise with B. We both lain down in my couch and drew while talking about our experiences. We were doing this throughout our mellow comedown until we felt tired and went to sleep.
This is the trip that sparked my bigger psychedelic interest. I had also been given new perspectives on things which I to this day use to improve my life. It also showed me other personal and unexplainable things. I know that doing this when fifteen is pretty dumb. It is, but tbh it was just what I needed at the time.
Thanks for reading
Tagged by Xorkoth
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