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Worst scenarios faced on LSD?

Was tripping at a park by a river at night when five-o rolled up. I thought I had a warrant at the time so I ran into this forest between the field I was in and the river. I stopped to catch my breath and thought I heard them looking for me. My friend called me and asked me where I went. He wouldn't answer any of my questions so I thought the cops had got him and were making him call me to find out where I went, so I hung up on him and kept running. I got to the river and thought I didn't have a choice other than to swim across so I did and spent the rest of the trip running and hiding from cops that were not, in fact, chasing me. Turns out they never saw me in the first place.

But damn that was a cold and wet adventure of an acid trip on 3 hits of sunshine.
 
I was at a mates on the weekend an there was 5 of us that had some acid. After 30 mins from taking the acid two of my mates, mates rocked up. They were talking and my mate asked one of the guys where his laptop was. He had left it in another guys van an my mate wasnt to pleased with that. He was trying to sort out how he would get it back and the other guy just started going mental. He got very loud and was threatening violence but quickly left. At this point we had all just started to feel the acid. Thankfully we all moved on and enjoyed the night.
 
A few friends and I dropped, were having a good time, painting, listening to music, and one of our number became delirious. He was stringing nonsense together like "That's a dog, that's a cat. Beautiful Daughter. My memory's shot." We were already a good six hours in, so we assumed that he'd be OK as long as we sat with him. Well, one of my friends amuses himself by reading aloud James Joyce, and that seems to bother my delirious friend because he dives straight for the house alarm and summons the the police and the firefighters. Then the noise started. It was nothing short of mind rape, one of my friends notes that the delirious one had dashed outside. We were unable to think about that since the person who's house it was had forgotten the code, so we had to deal with the police in a fully tripped out house with mattresses on the ground, our paint and glow sticks, and some strewn nitrous chargers.

They later found my friend wandering the streets, arrested him, showed him to the rookies as a "guy on LSD," didn't charge him, and let him go after a couple of hours. Apparently he wandered around the station to their amusement, but they got pissed off when he tried to get into a patrol car and charged him with public intoxication.
 
I've never had anything super bad before but in highschool still I remember one night at a buddies house where we each foolishly ate like 7 hits and were way to high and his dad who wasnt suppose to be home busted in the door and yelled busted just to fuck with us,but then like a half hour later my friends grandfather had a heart attack and almost died and the ambulance had to come and it obviosuly woulda been freaky normally but on that much acid it was horrible. Got picked up by a cop walking down the side of the highway on acid with a friend at like 2am only to find out when he picked us up that we were walking in the wrong direction, he then became very questioning about what we were on, I kind of gave it away when I burst out laughing in back of the cop car to tell my friend that all the trees we were driving by were purple, got pretty scared after that cuz he made it seem like we were gonna get arrested but thankfully he just drove us home.

Obviosuly mine arent very intense but my friend once while on lsd and "foxy" was driving another friends racing atv up the long driveway to the camp we were at, came around the corner and hit a different friend in his car head on, the one tripping out flew off the bike and landed with his land snapped completly so that his foot was rested up beside his face, can only imagine how fucked up that was while tripping out,bone was sticking out and everything
 
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Symmetrical Daze said:
I find the subject very interesting personally. I go to erowid and select new reports in the categories "train wrecks and trip disasters" and sometimes "bad trips". I prefer to read about bad trips rather than good. Most of us have a rough idea of how a good trip is supposed to go. But there is something interesting, even entertaining reading about bad experiences. Not to laugh at at all, but to examine and see how one copes through rough experiences, as they are unpredictable
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I agree I see nothing wrong with this thread, unless someone talks a very large dose good trips are usually very similar, while noone wants ppl to have bad trips its part of life and they do happen, and they are very interesting to read,seeing how twisted our minds can get and lose all concept of reality, anyone who agrees should read the trip reports on datura. Bad trips are the most intense ones, which explains why ppl like reading them. Everyone has "war stories" about crazy times
 
Good stories. Personally I really like reading the story threads good or bad.

My brother, his girlfriend at the time and I went to a rave about two hours drive away from where we lived. We bought some strong WoW that we had not tried yet. Drop, rave, come-up and everything is going fine. The paper was so strong we were all floored for a bit and just had to sit down. After that we kept at it all the while my brother's girlfriend is getting quieter and quieter throughout the night.

We start asking her if she's OK, if she needs anything stuff like that and she's kind of unresponsive. Not in a daze or anything really but you could tell she was having trouble herself understanding exactly what she wanted and/or needed. Then she pukes. A lot. My brother and I are thinking "Oh fuck..."

There is nowhere quiet or peaceful to go so our only choice is to leave the rave while we're still quite intoxicated. We drag my bro's GF out and at the exit she has one more big puke. So we venture out into this huge, mostly empty, very illuminated lot with plenty of cops out there harassing all the raver kids. One of the motorcycle cops came up and was staring us down pretty good asking us what was wrong with her. We told him she had too much to drink and he slowly drove off giving us the evil eye. At this point we're really nervous because we have two choices: sit out here for a couple of hours in the cold with this person having a very difficult time with cops are swarming us while someone comes and picks us up or risk a DUI by sitting in the car while really high.

This might seem like an easy choice but while on LSD the DUI seemed very possible. In the end we went in the car but there was no way we would be able to drive for at least couple of hours. My brother's girlfriend had laid down in the back. My brother and I were BSing, lamenting the situation and analyzing just wtf had happened. Then of course we start thinking about the worst case scenario. We call her name and nothing. We shake her, nothing. Now, up until this point, bad trip or not, I've never seen someone sleep on that much LSD. She must be dead!

We eventually shook her awake and she seemed like she was feeling better, she just needed more rest. Eventually we all made it back home safely.
 
concert>hippies & stewardesses>shady hotel>crazy vial squirting party, moonshine, reefer>tornados>driving through debris ridden streets>talking to cops regarding detours>lunch with mom>concert (relief)
 
I was at a park, tripping the hardest I ever have, and my friends and I encountered a baby rattlesnake. We let it alone, but there were a couple young kids with their (uneducated) parents going close to it, so I had to keep warning them to stay away and not bother it. It was a bit stressful, but we ended up evading a situation and continuing with a great trip :D
 
Well I got two pretty good ones, got caught shrooming at Disneyland and almost got arrested, and got lost in the ghetto for two hours walking around on acid. I wouldn't recommend either. I'll go into detail later but i gotta run to class.
 
My mother chose to inform me that she had cancer for the second time while I was peaking on 2c-e. It was obviously out of no where. I quickly started disassociating while she was talking and it was pretty strange. It seemed so surreal but I really sat down alone for a long while to think it over. At first it was boarding on lose of control with thought loops like "Shit this time she'll die, how many people live through cancer once, let alone twice" but I was able to realign these thoughts with more rational ones and eventually got things under control. All in all it was pretty intense.
 
raver2008 said:
I've never had anything super bad before but in highschool still I remember one night at a buddies house where we each foolishly ate like 7 hits and were way to high and his dad who wasnt suppose to be home busted in the door and yelled busted just to fuck with us,but then like a half hour later my friends grandfather had a heart attack and almost died and the ambulance had to come and it obviosuly woulda been freaky normally but on that much acid it was horrible. Got picked up by a cop walking down the side of the highway on acid with a friend at like 2am only to find out when he picked us up that we were walking in the wrong direction, he then became very questioning about what we were on, I kind of gave it away when I burst out laughing in back of the cop car to tell my friend that all the trees we were driving by were purple, got pretty scared after that cuz he made it seem like we were gonna get arrested but thankfully he just drove us home.

Obviosuly mine arent very intense but my friend once while on lsd and "foxy" was driving another friends racing atv up the long driveway to the camp we were at, came around the corner and hit a different friend in his car head on, the one tripping out flew off the bike and landed with his land snapped completly so that his foot was rested up beside his face, can only imagine how fucked up that was while tripping out,bone was sticking out and everything
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my fucking god thats horrible
 
Great storys everyone, pretty shocked at what some have you have witnessed. Especially the one involving the guy breaking his leg 8o
 
I'll keep it short...

Some friends and I were at a demolition party. Someone asked 'who wants some acid?', I said yes. Fast foward an hour, I had my acid and started tripping. Little did everyone know, the host bought a heap of acid and put it in the home-made punch (I shit you not!) Everyone started tripping balls.

The host was acting like an idiot and fell through a window. Severely lacerating his hand and wrist.

No one could tell how bad the injury was because everyone was so fucked up. Ambulance WASNT called, despite the efforts of a few friends and I. He almost bled to death.
Went to hospital the next day. Doctors said he was extremely close to completely severing an artery.

Moral of the story - don't spike the punch with psychedelics.

Also good to note, most of the people at the party had never even come close to having any sort of psychedelic. They all handled it well. Had heaps of fun. But it was such an irresponsible way to introduce someone to LSD, or any psychedelic for that matter.

'The host' has since dropped out of the 'social group'.
 
Cops questioning me and my friend while we were peaking on 6 hits about someone going insane on acid in town. This was unrelated to our tripping and we had 120 hits in our possession. The memory still spikes my heart rate and makes me all anxious.

Chasing my cousin down the busy streets while he screams "dont kill me" at 10pm on a friday. We managed to get him and i just shouted "sorry hes drunk" and we got out of there.

Or when i over exerted myself carrying like 60lb of equipment for an hour and puked from trying too hard on 5 hits.

Ive also talked to my parents and family, gone shopping, and everything else under the sun. Still wanna try the casino.
 
I had to deal with a suicide attempt at a 'party' - the guy had cut his wrists and was found in the bath tub passed out.

There was a lot of blood and screaming people who simply freaked out when they found him - I had to get an ambulance and dress his cuts as best as I could. When the ambulance guys showed up they came in very heavy handed and with the police as back up - a fight broke out and the place just erupted in people fighting. I made a quick exit and wandered off into the night trying to put my head back together.

Another nasty experience was on MDMA + Shrooms - I was clubbing and on the dancefloor when a guy next to me slipped and fell over and his arm landed on a broken glass :0. As soon as he landed I could see the blood squirting so I knew it was a pretty nasty cut - I grabbed him and applied pressure to the vein higher up the arm. Elevated his arm and dragged him to bar where I grabbed a bar towel to cover the cut, I got the bar staff to radio to the door staff to get an ambulance and I rushed the guy out of the club. The door staff took over and told me to go back into the club - well I was just wandering around not really knowing what had happened. I went into the gents toilets and the blood was literally dripping down my arms - everyone just freaked as they thought I was cut or something.

Arrghh – even talking about these years later it still makes me feel so sick.
 
These are some intense stories folks. They are definitely worth hearing in my opinion. For some of us, it might even be a good thing just to tell them to let some of any pent up energies out, even if just a little bit.

The worst for me was having to babysit a friend who'd completely lost it and was walking around muttering, wearing a creepy facial expression, and following random girls. I followed him around like spy vs. spy for a couple of hours keeping him from messing with anyone, and finally got him back to the tent where I spent the entire night (was at phish nye 2000 in florida) talking my friend down, only to hear all these crazy stories about having sex with his sister, getting blowjobs from his friend as a kid, all this crazy stuff that would def. stick like poison on the inside of someone's heart, and then it crossed over into paranoia land, and it was like being in some PKD novel, he'd vascilate moment to moment thinking I was an fbi agent, and then next moment he'd be going on saying maybe he was the fbi agent and his memory was wiped out on purpose so that he could fulfill his mission...it was a really long night, and I was so glad when he finally ate enough xanax to pass out. By the time I stepped out of the tent, it was just starting to to get light out, and I really needed to take a shit. As I wondered over to the porta johns, Phish was playing the song Bug and the chorus was resonating to me, as I let a load of anxiety drop with my turds down into the fly infested mess below(Bug, it doesn't matter...Bug, it doesn't matter...). Then as I opened the toilet door, and step back outside I was greeted with the sky beginning to fill with sunlight, turning a sea of clouds completely purple and crimson shades, as Phish adeptly switched over to Velvet Seas. After the concert finished, I found the rest of the group, all of whom had completely abandoned my friend once he went over the edge, got us all packed up and took a short nap before having to start the long 2 day drive home. It was a long quiet ride, and I did most of the driving because everyone was a wreck except me. I dunno how many times I twisted my arm to keep my eyes open that night driving home. I was never more happy to be home after a weekend of partying, that's for sure...
 
having to get from zone 9 in London to St. Pancreas station in an hour and a half, having the underground line closed due to some prick running onto the tracks half way and having to navigate the buses whilst tripping balls in order to avoid missing my megabus train and having to buy a new ticket (which I didn't have money for)

stressful times.
 
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