hazmatz
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I had an open house so i invited a friend over and we decided we'd do some shrooms together.
Apparently we had about 2.5 grams to split between the two of us. We had no scale so we just split that and ate em. I had shrooms one time before this but it was a pretty mild dose. So i figured i was ready this time.
30 minutes after eating them, my stomach started to hurt so, i suggested we smoked some weed to settle it. We smoked one big bowl between us and i started feeling a little bit better.
We walk out of the room we smoked in and i suddenly feel like i am really big. my house felt like a dollhouse and we were the dolls. i pointed this out to my friend and we started laughing really hard. but we kept growing bigger and bigger and it was starting to kinda freak me out so i wanted to go on my computer to get my mind off of things.
i turn on my computer and i literally couldn't even look at my monitor because it was warping and skewing and changing colors. the visuals were overwhelmingly intense so i tried closing my eyes and breathing slowly to calm down. nope. i suddenly just start puking all over my room, all on the carpet and my clothes and stuff. my friend hates puke so he started freaking out but i was feeling better after puking and i just told him to chill.
i was feeling much better because i convinced myself that i puked all the shrooms out and i wouldn't trip anymore. and i was right, for a little bit. i just felt stoned but then i started losing my grip on reality.
at this point, my friend kinda fell asleep. he just closed his eyes and mustve just let himself go in his trip cause he started snoring. so from this point on, I'm basically alone in my big dark house
its hard to explain - what it feels like to slip out of reality. i was getting lost in empty thoughts about nothing. i tried so hard to remind myself of everyday normal things. to comfort myself, i thought about my girlfriend and my family and other things. i just needed something to hold onto that represented reality and myself. but i kept going off on a tangent in my mind and forgetting who i was.
it started getting so bad that i couldn't think about anything else. i thought "what if I'm stuck like this? do i need to call 911"? i eventually became convinced that i was going to be stuck like that forever, even though i knew it was just the drug. so i decided, i needed to kill myself. there was no other way out of these nightmarish thought loops. my plan was to stab myself in the chest. i had it all planned out. but suddenly i snapped back to reality really fast and told myself I can't commit suicide.
i decided I was going to wait until 6am before i killed myself. that way i would be able to tell if i was going to be tripping forever. while I waited, i lost complete sense of myself. it was the longest few hours of my life. i would go through hell and back in my mind for hours but it would only actually be a couple of minutes.
i started feeling nauseous again so i went to the bathroom and sat on the floor for a long time and i passed out. i woke back up half an hour later and thank god, i started feeling reality come back. i tried sle
eping but i couldn't because i kept feeling like i was going to puke. I'm still awake, I'm writing this report only a couple of hours after this all happened.
I'm done with psychedelics forever. that shit scared me so much. complete trepidation. i don't know how I'm going to be able to sleep now. guess I'll go try now.
thanks for reading. I'm sorry its long, i just really had to tell someone about my experience,
Apparently we had about 2.5 grams to split between the two of us. We had no scale so we just split that and ate em. I had shrooms one time before this but it was a pretty mild dose. So i figured i was ready this time.
30 minutes after eating them, my stomach started to hurt so, i suggested we smoked some weed to settle it. We smoked one big bowl between us and i started feeling a little bit better.
We walk out of the room we smoked in and i suddenly feel like i am really big. my house felt like a dollhouse and we were the dolls. i pointed this out to my friend and we started laughing really hard. but we kept growing bigger and bigger and it was starting to kinda freak me out so i wanted to go on my computer to get my mind off of things.
i turn on my computer and i literally couldn't even look at my monitor because it was warping and skewing and changing colors. the visuals were overwhelmingly intense so i tried closing my eyes and breathing slowly to calm down. nope. i suddenly just start puking all over my room, all on the carpet and my clothes and stuff. my friend hates puke so he started freaking out but i was feeling better after puking and i just told him to chill.
i was feeling much better because i convinced myself that i puked all the shrooms out and i wouldn't trip anymore. and i was right, for a little bit. i just felt stoned but then i started losing my grip on reality.
at this point, my friend kinda fell asleep. he just closed his eyes and mustve just let himself go in his trip cause he started snoring. so from this point on, I'm basically alone in my big dark house
its hard to explain - what it feels like to slip out of reality. i was getting lost in empty thoughts about nothing. i tried so hard to remind myself of everyday normal things. to comfort myself, i thought about my girlfriend and my family and other things. i just needed something to hold onto that represented reality and myself. but i kept going off on a tangent in my mind and forgetting who i was.
it started getting so bad that i couldn't think about anything else. i thought "what if I'm stuck like this? do i need to call 911"? i eventually became convinced that i was going to be stuck like that forever, even though i knew it was just the drug. so i decided, i needed to kill myself. there was no other way out of these nightmarish thought loops. my plan was to stab myself in the chest. i had it all planned out. but suddenly i snapped back to reality really fast and told myself I can't commit suicide.
i decided I was going to wait until 6am before i killed myself. that way i would be able to tell if i was going to be tripping forever. while I waited, i lost complete sense of myself. it was the longest few hours of my life. i would go through hell and back in my mind for hours but it would only actually be a couple of minutes.
i started feeling nauseous again so i went to the bathroom and sat on the floor for a long time and i passed out. i woke back up half an hour later and thank god, i started feeling reality come back. i tried sle
eping but i couldn't because i kept feeling like i was going to puke. I'm still awake, I'm writing this report only a couple of hours after this all happened.
I'm done with psychedelics forever. that shit scared me so much. complete trepidation. i don't know how I'm going to be able to sleep now. guess I'll go try now.
thanks for reading. I'm sorry its long, i just really had to tell someone about my experience,
