I don't think I've ever been a normal kid. I've usually been left alone. But at least then I could find joy in things. Starting at 17 I was smoking pot. Then explored into psychedelics maybe a year or two after. Shrooms was where it was at. I was a frequent user for some odd months. And then I started getting into LSD. It was like I thought there was a mission with psychedelics. I used them so much so that I actually went on a psychotic break. That was in the final 3 weeks of April...I'm not using psychedelics anymore. But I still smoke pot. But it's not fulfilling. Nothing really is. I'm not interested in anything. I can't smile for any reason. It's like I'm stuck in neutral or something. Has my use of shrooms and huge dose of LSD changed my world grey? Music isn't even pleasurable. All I do is sit around and go to work. I don't want to do anything. What is wrong with me?
