Twist3dgooch
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My name is Anthony. Im 19 years old and a little over 2 months ago I decided to take 2.2g of shrooms. I also drank alcohol and smoked alot of weed. It was my second time taking shrooms, but I only took maybe 1g over the course of 6 hours my first time. So my second time was more like my first. When I ate them I was chilling with 3 buddies and 2 girls. I was the only one tripping.. For the first 2 hours I had a great time! Beatboxing was fun, the lights were cool, and I was enjoying my trip. That is until one of the girls said something about life and death. When she said it I looked at her with complete confusion. I remember saying "What the fuck.." and thats when the second girl look at me and just rubbed it in.. She looked at me and said "yeah, it really crazy when you think about huh? Life and death." (She said all this because she was mad at me. We had sex at a party and I ended up not talking after because she was a slut. She was 18 and had sex with 16 people. She was my 4th.) She said more but I dont remember the exact words. Although immediately after hearing that I walked quickly to the back porch. I told myself in my head that women were crazy and fucked up. I sat there and tried so hard not to think about what they had said. But it wasnt working.. So I got up and walked to the couch. I told myself I was good and tried listening to the music. I tried so hard, but I failed... I ended up sitting there and took my one way trip of litterally loosing control of my mind. I sat there and just thought.. I dont really remember alot of what I thought. But what I do remember was fucked. I remember realizing in that moment why you get charged with man slaughter when you get caught with shrooms... I remember my mind splitting in two. One side said that I was thinking too much and that if I were to keep going my mind would shut off and I would die.. It said that when I die I would go no where. It would just be black. And thats when the other half of me fought that fucker tooth and nail. I had just gotten in a motorcycle crash in march and almost died. So there was no way I was going to let myself die. At the time I didnt even now if it was possible that my mind could just shut off and I still dont, but it felt like it could. And thats when my dark side told me to do it. To die. and leave everything behind. Who cared. It was death. Embrace it. Immediately that scared the shit out of me.. I rejected the thought. I told myself that this was just a drug and tomorrow it will be all over. I kept fighting it. I wasnt going to kill myself. So my mind fought itself for how ever long. And I drifted in and out of consciences. After a period of time i got up off the couch feeling so scared . I didnt know what to do. I felt empty and alone. So when I saw the girl that fucked with me I decided to cuddle next to her as she was sleeping. I ended up having sex with this girl agian. All so I could forget what had just happened to me. And it worked. Thank the lord.
But it didnt end. I realized 2 weeks later what that trip had done to me... It had fried my mind. It was like a piece of me had died. I was so stupid. My short term mermory was shot. Also my friends noticed that I was thinking way too much about things. My supervisor at work told me that I was so stupid when he saw me that saturday at work. Also, I have always talked to myself on my own time, but had noticed that I would talk outloud to myself infront of my co-workers and they would catch me doing it. When I saw and heard that I couldnt believe what had happened to me. I had lost my mind that night. And for the last 2 months I have tried so very hard to come back to the normal me. And I have improved. My mind has healed alot. I stopped talking to myself infront of peolpe. And I have improved. My mind has healed alot. I stopped talking to myself infront of people. My memory has gotten better. Im trying to enjoy my life as much as I can and forget that terrible memory. But as much as I try it always lingers... I need help with the one thought that I cant seem to forget. The death thought. That thought has come back twice now... The first time was was a few weeks ago when I was driving. That part of me came back and told me to crash my car and die. I immediately rejected the thought and fought myself again for a few minutes. It eventually went away. The next time happened today. I was in group training learing about safety for the new job I just got. It came back again. I sat there and thought about taking a gun, opening my mouth and killing myself. I only thought that for a breif second. But it scared me shitless. I have never thought about suicide in my life untill this shrooms trip. And I love my life. I dont want to die. Like I said before. I was in a motorcycle crash and almost died then. I dont want too die! Period. But everytime this voice comes back I feel like a small part of me wants to do it because the thought is so strong and forceful. I feel like a part of me is already dead. It scares me. I feel so alone. Thats why I came here today. I dont want to get depressed one day and decide its okay to kill myself. I need help. I dont know what to do...
Also note that I have a bad porn addiction. I know I thought about it during my shrooms trip and have realized how bad it really is. I have tried to stop it but its hard. I tell you this because when I do masterbate which is maybe once everyday or two. Without porn most of the time. I feel very low the next day and I feel thats how I get myself back to that thought. But I dont know. Its been hard controling my thought process, but it is getting better.
Thank you for your help and reading this. If you have any advice, please leave it. Positive vibes only.
My name is Anthony. Im 19 years old and a little over 2 months ago I decided to take 2.2g of shrooms. I also drank alcohol and smoked alot of weed. It was my second time taking shrooms, but I only took maybe 1g over the course of 6 hours my first time. So my second time was more like my first. When I ate them I was chilling with 3 buddies and 2 girls. I was the only one tripping.. For the first 2 hours I had a great time! Beatboxing was fun, the lights were cool, and I was enjoying my trip. That is until one of the girls said something about life and death. When she said it I looked at her with complete confusion. I remember saying "What the fuck.." and thats when the second girl look at me and just rubbed it in.. She looked at me and said "yeah, it really crazy when you think about huh? Life and death." (She said all this because she was mad at me. We had sex at a party and I ended up not talking after because she was a slut. She was 18 and had sex with 16 people. She was my 4th.) She said more but I dont remember the exact words. Although immediately after hearing that I walked quickly to the back porch. I told myself in my head that women were crazy and fucked up. I sat there and tried so hard not to think about what they had said. But it wasnt working.. So I got up and walked to the couch. I told myself I was good and tried listening to the music. I tried so hard, but I failed... I ended up sitting there and took my one way trip of litterally loosing control of my mind. I sat there and just thought.. I dont really remember alot of what I thought. But what I do remember was fucked. I remember realizing in that moment why you get charged with man slaughter when you get caught with shrooms... I remember my mind splitting in two. One side said that I was thinking too much and that if I were to keep going my mind would shut off and I would die.. It said that when I die I would go no where. It would just be black. And thats when the other half of me fought that fucker tooth and nail. I had just gotten in a motorcycle crash in march and almost died. So there was no way I was going to let myself die. At the time I didnt even now if it was possible that my mind could just shut off and I still dont, but it felt like it could. And thats when my dark side told me to do it. To die. and leave everything behind. Who cared. It was death. Embrace it. Immediately that scared the shit out of me.. I rejected the thought. I told myself that this was just a drug and tomorrow it will be all over. I kept fighting it. I wasnt going to kill myself. So my mind fought itself for how ever long. And I drifted in and out of consciences. After a period of time i got up off the couch feeling so scared . I didnt know what to do. I felt empty and alone. So when I saw the girl that fucked with me I decided to cuddle next to her as she was sleeping. I ended up having sex with this girl agian. All so I could forget what had just happened to me. And it worked. Thank the lord.
But it didnt end. I realized 2 weeks later what that trip had done to me... It had fried my mind. It was like a piece of me had died. I was so stupid. My short term mermory was shot. Also my friends noticed that I was thinking way too much about things. My supervisor at work told me that I was so stupid when he saw me that saturday at work. Also, I have always talked to myself on my own time, but had noticed that I would talk outloud to myself infront of my co-workers and they would catch me doing it. When I saw and heard that I couldnt believe what had happened to me. I had lost my mind that night. And for the last 2 months I have tried so very hard to come back to the normal me. And I have improved. My mind has healed alot. I stopped talking to myself infront of peolpe. And I have improved. My mind has healed alot. I stopped talking to myself infront of people. My memory has gotten better. Im trying to enjoy my life as much as I can and forget that terrible memory. But as much as I try it always lingers... I need help with the one thought that I cant seem to forget. The death thought. That thought has come back twice now... The first time was was a few weeks ago when I was driving. That part of me came back and told me to crash my car and die. I immediately rejected the thought and fought myself again for a few minutes. It eventually went away. The next time happened today. I was in group training learing about safety for the new job I just got. It came back again. I sat there and thought about taking a gun, opening my mouth and killing myself. I only thought that for a breif second. But it scared me shitless. I have never thought about suicide in my life untill this shrooms trip. And I love my life. I dont want to die. Like I said before. I was in a motorcycle crash and almost died then. I dont want too die! Period. But everytime this voice comes back I feel like a small part of me wants to do it because the thought is so strong and forceful. I feel like a part of me is already dead. It scares me. I feel so alone. Thats why I came here today. I dont want to get depressed one day and decide its okay to kill myself. I need help. I dont know what to do...
Also note that I have a bad porn addiction. I know I thought about it during my shrooms trip and have realized how bad it really is. I have tried to stop it but its hard. I tell you this because when I do masterbate which is maybe once everyday or two. Without porn most of the time. I feel very low the next day and I feel thats how I get myself back to that thought. But I dont know. Its been hard controling my thought process, but it is getting better.
Thank you for your help and reading this. If you have any advice, please leave it. Positive vibes only.
