Varying degrees of bad trip.
The other night, a couple of friends of mine decided that we would take a mushroom trip.
It was the three of us, my friends S and D, and myself. I am the most experienced with psychadelics, having done mushrooms several times before this and acid on one or two occasions. S had done mushrooms one time before, and had greatly enjoyed them, and D had never done psychadelics of any sort before. None of us had ever had any negative experience with drugs before.
So, we obtained two eigths, to be split somewhat evenly. We gave less to D, it being his first time, but S and I split about 5 grams between us. We all ate them at the same time, in a secluded park where there was little chance of being bothered. We also had my sister and younger brother, who remained sober, with us to watch over us. We were all excited and in a pretty good frame of mind at this point.
We took the mushrooms, and we felt the climb about 30 minutes after dosing. We went off to get some food while the mushrooms took effect. About an hour later, we had moved back to our secluded spot and were well on the way, if not already, peaking. The vibe was good as we moved around in the park, looking at the bright colors and having friendly chatter.
Another hour or so goes by, and S mentions that he is feeling a bit paranoid, so we decide to move to another, even more secluded spot. As we load up into the car, I notice that he becomes detatched and is having trouble concentrating. He does not speak again for three hours.
We are now several hours into the trip. D and I have come off of the peak and are just riding out the last few hours of our trip, but S is still having a hard time communicating. Finally, he stands up and begins to chatter senselessly. He begins moving around, yelling, singing, whispering. He begins to run around and starts throwing garbage around. He repeats several times the phrase "Its not supposed to be this way".
D begins to get worried, so we take him home. I instruct him to take the benzo I gave him and go upstairs to sleep. I take S back home with me, as he is clearly not able to function properly, and he continues to freak out in the car, and in my living room. I finally sit him down on the couch and try to talk him through the last of his trip. I try several times to give him a benzo, but he does not have the coordination to take it and resists when I try to give it to him.
Finally, after several more hours, he becomes compliant enough that I can give him the sedative, and he falls asleep after half an hour or so.
After talking with him the next day, he says that he does not remember large chunks of the night before, but does say that he recalls believing that I was not really me, and that I was trying to kill him. He also says that he knew what was happening most of the time, but was unable to communicate or in any way control him movements.
This is by far the worst mushroom experience I have ever heard of. Does anyone here have any stories like this? Or maybe someone has some insight as to what causes such a terrible reaction?
