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 The Yo
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 My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG)
#12125840 - 03/02/10 04:40 AM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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Going into the 3rd mushroom trip of my life I can remember being extremely excited. My friend Mike and I had met in college, and had tripped twice before. Our first
came during our first semester of college, and it was insane. Easily one of the best experiences on drugs for either of us. We did it once after that, and
couldn't wait for our third time. It had been awhile since our second trip, and we were trying to find another way to ascend to that higher level again.
However, where we attend college it looks like Alaska during the winter months, and our usual source had no way of picking them for us. One day after
playing some basketball we were discussing how bad we wanted to trip, and our friend Dan explained to us that a friend of his from high school probably had
some. We had Dan call his friend, and after some talking we got what we thought was a great deal. Dan and Mike went to pick up the shrooms, and came back
with something we hadn't seen before. Whereas our usual shrooms had been a deep to light brown, dried, and pre-cut, this was a full mushroom that was bright
blue. Apparently Dan's friend had a scale in his dashboard and we had a humngous 8 gram shroom. We were a little skeptical, about the looks of it,
so we called up our usual source, Matt, to take a look. He came to our room and I can remember exactly what he said, "I've never seen anything like that, that's
crazy, I don't think they dried it good enough. But if you guys decide to take them let me know how it goes, because I'll have to get some." We probably
should've quit there, because if a guy who's taken DMT, LSD, Mescaline, etc. wasn't going to try these goofy looking shrooms, it should've been a red flag.
But being 19, we assumed nothing wrong was going to happen to us.
We thought about it for a few days, did some reasearch and found out they were definitely home-grown because of the vermiculite on the stem, although the
only shrooms we'd taken before had been natural, we did some more research and figured there really couldn't be any difference.
Mike and I discussed it and decided we'd paid fifteen bucks each, we might as well get our moneys worth.
3:00 Wednesday: We called Dan over and my roommate Darren and I went to Mike's room, which was connected to ours through a bathroom. We cut the blue monster
up and it looked odd on the inside too, it was white and spongy. But we'd gone too far to chicken out, and Dan was extremely excited to see our reaction
because he'd never seen anyone trip. We split it up, half a cap and half a stem for both of us, and we washed them down with a root beer. We sat back,
started playing some Streets Of Rage, and waited the usual 15 to 30, it was at this point Mike decided he'd keep a journal. (I'll type that up later.)
After the first 30 we walked into our dorm's long hallway, one of our favorite things to do, because it usually stretches for miles when we trip. Nothing.
We sat back and waited another 15 minutes, and it started to kick in. I remember Mike turning on some Kid Cudi, and we were in heaven. Darren retired to our
room, and told us to call if anything happened. Around this time our pupils began to grow and I looked up at the circular light on the ceiling, I
remember it morphing into a semi-circle and beginning to crawl away. I giggled to myself and pointed at it, which Mike thought was hilarious. "Kory just
said laughter, Dan!" He yelled while he fell into a fit of laughter. Dan was laughing along with us, or, more likely at us, and we were all happy.
4:00 The stomach discomfort from the shrooms really started setting in, worse than usual. We had a bottle of TUMs in our room for the first two trips,
and we'd eat them like candy when we were tripping. However, Mike ate them like candy every day, and we were out. Our roommate with a car was with his
girlfriend, and wouldn't answer his phone, so we set off on an adventure to find TUMs. Nobody in our hallway had any, and Mike thought he felt something
coming on, so he wanted to go outside for a cigarette. I felt he was on the right track, so I put in two pouches, we gathered Darren and headed outside.
On our way down we ran into our friend Burger, an experienced tripper, and he could tell we were flying. He decided to join us, and the five of us were on
our way outside.
4:30 It was already starting to get dark oustide, and we were in the courtyard between our building and another, it was particularly snowy outside and
everything was still great. I was kicking snow everywhere, no distinct visuals, but I was experiencing a great body high and was kicking piles of snow
around everywhere, off in my own little world. Mike was smoking and cracking jokes, having a conversation with Burger about how, "How do we all know
that the colors we see are the colors everyone else see? We both say that snow's white, but it's really red to me and green to you." Burger was actually
into the conversation with Mike, Dan was proud of himself for finding shrooms for us, and Darren was attempting to talk to me but I was to busy playing
in the snow. At this point I looked up at our building, and it was towering into the clouds, growing and swaying back and forth. I was still in control, and
knew that I was hallucinating, I laughed again, pointed, and explained what I was seeing to Darren. Mike came over and tried to see it, but couldn't. We
headed back inside, and got into the elevator. Normally when I trip the elevator seems to grow out, looking miles wide, except this time it seemed to be
constricted, I laughed a little to myself and explained this to the group. Burger nodded and smiled, and Mike was looking at his reflection in the metal
walls. It was at this point that I started to get extremely hot, and I bent over with my hands on my knees. Burger asked if I was okay, I just explained
I was a little overheated. We got out on our floor, and I got some water. We headed into Mike's room and all sat down while Darren again returned to ours
to finish a paper.
5:00 Everything began to turn for the worse here. I sat down on a footstool, and still felt extremely hot. I explained this to everyone but nobody seemed
to be paying attention. I started to get a little scared, as nobody would listen to me. Burger and Dan were listening to Mike talk out loud while
he wrote in his journal. My stomach was getting worse and worse, and I wasn't getting any hallucinations. I walked into my room to talk to Darren,
stopping on the way to check my reflection in the bathroom. My face was flushed red, which scared me even more since I was so hot already. Darren wasn't
in the room, so I returned to Mike's. I told Mike I wanted to get out of the room, and Mike liked the idea, "An adventure!" We usually walked around
campus when we were tripping, since when we moved we felt better and everything seemed better.
5:30 We left the room and were waiting for the elevator in our floor's living room.Nate, a kid that lived down the hall from us, came into the room from the
stairwell,
"Dude, Kory, I just saw you downstairs, how'd you get up here so fast?" This fucked with my mind immensely. Had I just been downstairs? Was I even just
in Mike's room or did I imagine it? I knew I hadn't seen Nate downstairs the first time, and I just looked at him, "Nate I've been up here the whole time."
"You sure?" Nate asked. "He's tripping on shrooms!" Dan interrupted. "Oh, shit, that must've really messed with you!" Nate said, (He was weirded out at this
point, I don't think the kid's ever drank a beer) and I just nodded. Two seconds later Darren came into the room from the stairs with a slushe and our friends
Kelsey, Zoe, and Kayla, "Oh shit," Nate said, "I just saw them and figured you were with them, my bad." I just nodded at him and mumbled
"It's cool." He awkwardly hung around, Kelsey came over, gave me a hug, and we talked for a couple minutes while Mike showed off his trip journal
to Zoe and Kayla who found it hilarious. The girls went to their hallway on the opposite side of the living room and Darren rejoined us. At this point
I wasn't having any visuals, but my stomach was killing me, I had tried to shit twice before we left the room but nothing happened. I was still hot,
and my head was starting to go into overdrive. It's not even something I can explain, but it was something completely different from anything I've
ever felt. My mind was starting to race, and I was struggling to control it. It was like mushroom Kory was arguing with regular Kory, and normal me was
winning, but barely. I told this to Darren, who told me to just tell him what I was feeling, but I had so many pent up thoughts already I couldn't get them
out. In the elevator, which was still constricted, I announced that I was beginning to freak out. Burger looked at me, and just said, "Kory, just remember
when all's said and done it was a trip and it'll be okay." This managed to calm me, because he's an extremely melo guy and the way he said it was easy to get.
We stopped on the floor below us so Burger could get his coat. We went into his room, where he grabbed his coat and found a bouncy ball, which he gave me
to play with. I looked at it, it was blue and white, and reminded me of the earth when it's pictured from the moon. This excited me and I managed to quit thinking and
just zone out on the ball.I spun it, watching the colors swirl. I showed Mike, who pocketed it and wrote in his journal that he planned to keep "Mr. Ball"
and "raise him." Mike ran into his room and dropped off his journal, writing in it, "I'll be back for you later buddy, don't be scared." While Mike did this
we were stuck in the 3rd floor's living room and I was freaking out. I was wondering why we were stuck here, why we couldn't just get outside. I tried to
explain this to Dan, but he's so eccentric and hyper most of the time, I couldn't get him to even respond. He sat next to me on the couch and just stared at
me, which was extremely creepy to me at the time, as he had on aviators, large headphones, and a huge snowboarding jacket. I texted Darren and told him to
get Dan the hell away from me, and he called Dan over to him. I then got paranoid that Dan saw the text and freaked out. At this point my mind was going
crazy, I texted Darren and told him what I was thinking, which was that I could trust nobody around me. I thought everyone was conspiring against me and
that every time someone said something I couldn't hear they were talking about me. I didn't want to speak to anyone except Darren and Mike, because for
some reason I trusted Darren and Mike was tripping with me so I thought I could trust him.
6:00 We finally made it outside, where I thought everything would be better.It was still snowing like crazy out and by this time it was dark.I started
talking to Darren to try and explain what was going on. He was trying his best to make sense of it and not laugh at me, but he did laugh every so often,
which just made me even more paranoid. Dan was walking around by himself and I literally thought everything everyone did was in some way
making fun of me or they were trying to lead me into a dangerous situation. The group followed me and Mike, but neither of us knew where we wanted to go. A
bag was blowing in the wind at Mike, and he gave me the bouncy ball, deciding instead to keep "Mr. Bag" because he "needed a home" and was "following us."
I was running my fingers along the bouncy ball, and my fingers continuously felt like they were going into the ball, forming a hole in it and making goo
come out of it. This was freaking me out more and more because every time I would look it at it there was no hole. By this time Darren had quit listening to
me ramble, and was speaking with Mike, which made me believe they were in on it too. Realizing we had no idea where we were going, Mike and I decided to go
back inside because where I had been on fire inside I was freezing outside. I kept my thoughts inside and tried my best to act normal on the outside, which
just made me feel even more insane. We made it back up to Mike's room, where him, Dan, and Burger watched youtube videos. Every time I sat on Mike's side
of his room I was hot, every time I sat on my former seat, the footstool, on our roommate Tim's side of the room, I felt extremely sick and hot. I went to
my room and sat in a chair next to Darren, trying to explain everything.
6:30 After five minutes of trying to explain everything to Darren, Dan called him into Mike's room to play Streets Of Rage. In my fucked up state I started
believing nobody wanted to listen to me because they all wanted me to go crazy. I sat in the room, curled up in the chair with a blanket wrapped around me
until Mike came in holding his journal over his head like a hat. "Kory, I feel like I'm writing my way into a fucking mental institution right now!" And
he proceeded to show where he had last written, "If I die, publish this fucking shit!" At that point I felt as if I could be okay, because Mike was going
through the same thing. We were both on the verge of tears when I said, "Mike, look, we're both going through the same shit, maybe we'll be okay." I
felt like I was finally coming out of it, maybe my better half had come back... Until Mike looked at me and just said, "Or we're fucking stuck like this
forever!" This sent me back down into my spiral, and I ran over to my bed and curled up in the fetal position. At this point I heard Mike say, "Something
is seriously wrong with Kory." Darren ran in and asked what was wrong, and all I could say is, "I don't know." Burger came in and sat on the edge of
Darren's bed and just stared at me, telling me I'd be okay. Dan came in and sat next to me, took his headphones and aviators off, and looked me right in the
eyes, all he said was, "Kory, look at me, it's Dan. You know I'm usually running around acting like an ass, but I'm acting completely normal right now.
Kory, you're going to be fine, I promise you dude. We're not letting anything happen to you." I looked around and Darren and Burger both nodded, I gave Dan
a hug, and got on facebook, telling one of them to go check on Mike. My mind was still spinning, and I knew what Dan had told me, but I was still scared out
of my mind. All I could think about was my family, my friends back home, and how much I missed them and how if I had truly gone crazy I'd never get
to talk to any of them normally again and I had ruined everything. I got on facebook and my friend John IMed me. We talked, and I felt comfortable again. My
paranoia was leaving, because I knew that there was no way John could be in on this elaborate joke when he was miles away. I basically talked to him until
I felt like myself again.
7:00 I walked into the room, and announced that I was down. Matt had come up to check on Mike, and was explaining to him that he's just having a bad trip,
it's just a trip and when he comes down he'll look back on it as a good thing in one way or another. He was telling Mike to just let it ride out, and just
talk to everyone and keep writing, smoke some weed and have another cigarette. I felt as if I could sit down with everyone again. I sat next to Darren
and played Sega with him. Dan took Mike out to smoke once Matt and Burger left. Tim came back from his girlfriend's and couldn't believe I was already down.
Dan and Mike came back though, and Dan insisted I wasn't done, that I had just managed to talk myself out of it but I'd be heading back soon. I believed
him but didn't want to, because the first time Mike and I had tripped it wasn't constant, we were in a constant body high but the visuals came in waves.
I sat down and tried to concentrate on the videogame, but the background noise and discussion about how Mike was feeling dragged me back into it.
7:30 I was somewhat back into it again. My mind arguing with itself, telling me that everyone was plotting against me, etc. I went back into my room and got
on facebook, nobody was on, so I began texting my friend Nick, not telling him I had taken shrooms, just talking to him about his college life, when we'd
both go back home one weekend etc. This calmed me back down, and I managed to finally finish. Mike didn't set his feet on ground until around 10, but I
was just happy to be done.
In all, this has made me never want to do shrooms again. Mike is insistent that we can do them again next year when me, him, Darren, and Dan have our own
apartment. I'm extremely worried and I know that me being worried will be in the back of my head when I take them again, which obviously isn't a good idea.
For a few weeks after that I had some minor flashbacks, being paranoid around my friends at college and even sometimes my friends back home. Just stupid shit
that I never thought about, "Was that an inside joke directed at me?" "I don't owe them that much for that, they're trying to steal from me." And just
petty stupid shit that I wouldn't have even thought about two months ago, or panic attacks where my mind just rushes and I can't control it. Luckily those
parts have been subsiding and I'm feeling pretty confident that I'm on my way to being back to normal. The experience as a whole was not something I'd ever
want to repeat, if the experience itself had just been it then I'd probably be open for a 4th outting, but the aftermath for about a month was absolutely
terrible. Sometimes Mike will see something in the corner of his vision, and freak a little, then realize nothing's there, but that's about all the flashback
he's had. In all, the experience has helped me with one thing, and that's the fact that I'm enjoying being sober a lot more. Thinking I'd never be back to
normal that night has made me enjoy being in a normal state of mind. I used to drink about once to twice a week, just going out to parties around campus,
but now I'm happier staying sober. I still drink, but it's more fun for me being sober and having fun that way ever since I never thought I would be again.
So in an odd way, this was one of the worst experiences of my life but also the best.
Any feedback on why this happened, was there something wrong with the mushroom? Maybe there was something wrong with mine and mike's thinking before we ate
it? Any opinion on whether or not we should trip again?
Edited by The Yo (03/02/10 05:50 AM)
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The Yo
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 Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: The Yo]
#12128501 - 03/02/10 02:18 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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Odum
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: The Yo]
#12128589 - 03/02/10 02:34 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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WHY WOULD YOU WRITE IT LIKE THAT
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Well as I'm headed to the sky way up above me
I feel my body spinning feeling free and lovely
I am the rumblin sea so come with me
On this midnight vibe
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The Yo
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: Odum]
#12128609 - 03/02/10 02:38 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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Because it was my first one?
idk how exactly you'd like me to write it.
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: The Yo]
#12129743 - 03/02/10 05:49 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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Break up the text a bit. Paragraphs are good.
After having read most of it, i'd say its a pretty normal "bad" trip. The stomach pain could have been caused just because of the type of shroom or where it was from or something.. Sometimes I get nausea really bad, and other times I don't get it at all. Whoever says all shrooms are the same, has never had more than one trip.
I would suggest giving it some time, then maybe trying them again, perhaps with different people, or with someone else being ground control, in a different area at a different time of day.
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: optyks]
#12144786 - 03/04/10 07:19 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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that was brillant.getting back to normal imm the baneof my life .really.
that thing about normal run,s threw everything in tripping,and itkind of controls your life,depending on how much credit you giveit.
as you see now you think the bad trip is the cause of the difference you "think" is there between ,if you did or didnt trip.its a real painin the arse.problem.
i think there much deeper issues that somehow have to be eliminated.then you dont have these paranoid sessions andyou donthave such bad feelings.
you are worried about the next trip all ready this is what happened to,me.the next step is you start thinking is it worth it .so on.
i thought the report was well funny it made me laugh,and its nice when your friend said he felt the same.
i gave up shrooming on the presumption i could start again whenever ,i still havent started and its been about 8 years,and i can assure you its 1 of the worst mistakes to stop for to long.
remmeber when you trip nexttime it could go good or could gobad .but it will not depend on the bad tripyou had now.its beyond that shit.if its good you will wonder why you worreid,if its bad your blame it on the last trip.the mind is loike a machine,with petty patterns that we have picked up somewhere.
Edited by congo (03/04/10 07:22 PM)
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: congo]
#12152155 - 03/06/10 01:49 AM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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nice trip, but yea you should put it in paragraphs, i almost didn't read this good report because of that.
next time you trip try it with a smaller amount, you'll enjoy it, and it will get your confidence back up. i'm pretty sure it was the setting that drove the trip to the wrong side of the road. watch out when doing these things in public, specially around sober people. if they're not experience trippers or have never done them they can easily put you down and they wont know what they did. when in that state you become very sensitive to feelings, so anything negative no matter how small can be a bad thing. always stay positive, you have the ability to steer the trip any way you want. when it gets bad, grab on to your steering wheel and drive yourself out of hell and into heaven
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: zZZz]
#12152905 - 03/06/10 08:42 AM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: optyks]
#12225626 - 03/18/10 03:09 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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Really weird, I've never read anything as intensely negative as that from mushrooms. The way you described the mushroom is weird, too. Huge and blue? Unless it was blue from bruising... Hmm. I don't know. It's especially strange since you and your friend both felt those same negative feelings. I don't know much because I haven't yet tripped myself, but maybe you guys got some other type of psychedelic mushroom that had something besides psilocybin in it? I dunno, but that sucks man. Sorry you had a bad time. :\
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: iheartearth]
#12228096 - 03/18/10 10:25 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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No.
Its all about set and setting. One negative component can ruin a whole trip. (or for some, make it an extremely worthwhile experience)
And really, the way a mushroom is grown, the thoughts and mannerisms of the people around the mushroom will make all the difference, I've found.
Good weed is cured with care. Schwag is hastily pressed and shipped out for fast cash.
I had nothing but good vibes and music around my shrooms and I got nothing but love filled trip reports back.
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 Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: The Yo]
#12273252 - 03/25/10 09:13 PM (2 years, 2 months ago) |
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That was good! Thanks for taking the time to write it. I think something went a bit strange with the formatting which messed with your paragraph breaks, which is what the first comment was probably complaining about, but anyway...
Some observations, comments:
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The stomach discomfort from the shrooms really started setting in, worse than usual.
That's a shame. Anything that makes you feel unwell is going to make the trip more difficult. I think the stomach discomfort varies from person to person and also depends on exactly what you are eating. It may be less to do with the drug (psilocin / psilocybin) and more to do with the actual mushroom itself, especially if it looked a bit weird.
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My face was flushed red
I think changes in perception of temperature are quite common with mushrooms - your friend complains he was cold in his trip journal! I remember reading a post saying that serotonin has a role in temperature regulation, so the mushrooms may interfere slightly with that. It's not something to worry about.
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I wasn't getting any hallucinations.
Open-eye visuals aren't always very powerful. Did you try looking at the closed-eye-visuals?
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my head was starting to go into overdrive. It's not even something I can explain, but it was something completely different from anything I've ever felt. My mind was starting to race, and I was struggling to control it. It was like mushroom Kory was arguing with regular Kory, and normal me was winning, but barely.
Now that is a good description of what psilocin does when it hits. If it felt different to previous trips, it's probably just a higher dosage than you took before. And don't bother fighting against "mushroom Kory." That's essentially what it means when people say "don't fight the trip." You may be surprised to find an oasis of calm at the centre of the storm, where "mushroom Kory" is doing fine.
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"Kory, I feel like I'm writing my way into a fucking mental institution right now!"
That made me laugh! I like to keep my own trip journals, and they do sound like they're written by a mental patient sometimes. Again, that's what the drug does.
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This sent me back down into my spiral, and I ran over to my bed and curled up in the fetal position.
That's fine. That's all you need to do if you feel like you're having a "bad trip" - don't waste your energy having a major freakout.
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Kory, you're going to be fine, I promise you dude. We're not letting anything happen to you.
It's good you have friends like this. That's exactly what you want from a trip sitter / co-tripper when things get a bit intense - someone who is calm and reassuring.
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My mind arguing with itself, telling me that everyone was plotting against me
Mushrooms can make you a bit delusional (well, a lot delusional, it depends how much you take). If you were feeling a bit paranoid it's partly to do with the social situation you're in - you're trying to analyse your friend's behaviour while you're tripping, which is going to magnify any tension in the group into something it's not (a plot against you). Going inside, outside, meeting various people who aren't tripping, it doesn't sound like a very calm environment for a heavy trip.
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In all, this has made me never want to do shrooms again
Never say never! I'd avoid taking shrooms for the immediate future until you feel you've processed the experience, especially if you've been having flashbacks/panic attacks. At the end of the day, there's no reason why you need to take shrooms if you don't want to to do it. Keep an open mind and see how you feel in the future, but make your decision based on what you want to do, not what your friends want you to do. You can always stay sober and trip sit for them.
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I'm extremely worried and I know that me being worried will be in the back of my head when I take them again, which obviously isn't a good idea.
You'll probably feel "the fear" a little bit next time you try shrooms, but just try and take a more modest dose, similar to your other trips. The problem is not being wary of shrooms (which is fine, it's a sensible attitude once you realize how f***ing strong they can be), the problem is being frightened of being frightened. Say to yourself "Well, I might get a bit anxious, a bit scared, but it's only a trip, so what?" If the thought of a repeat experience is really that unbearable, don't do it.
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For a few weeks after that I had some minor flashbacks
Interesting. I've had very few flashback-type experiences, but the first time I had a strong trip (this was LSD) it did have quite a profound impact on me, and I do remember some very strange dreams (waking up feeling totally wired and very trippy) and the odd experience where something would catch my eye and vividly remind me of psychedelic effects. I think this kind of trip can have a profound effect on you - the combination of a highly emotional event (fear, anxiety, euphoria) at the same time as experiencing states of mind that are completely unfamiliar.
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I'm enjoying being sober a lot more.
Good. One nice thing about mushrooms is that after a trip I want normal things; something to eat, family, friends, real life, not more mushrooms. It's that Wizard-of-Oz "no place like home" effect.
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Any feedback on why this happened, was there something wrong with the mushroom?
Nothing wrong with the psychoactive properties of the mushroom. The only thing wrong was that it made you feel sick. Your buddy's trip journal sounds like a typical psilocin trip.
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Maybe there was something wrong with mine and mike's thinking before we ate it?
The only thing wrong is that you think something was wrong. The feeling that "something is wrong" is understandable when a trip hits hard, but after a few experiences I've found it's useful to think more along the lines of "this is normal - you took a shitload of hallucinogenic drugs, what do you expect?" Overall, it doesn't sound like that much of a bad trip (apart from feeling sick and having flashbacks afterwards). It sounds like the typical experience you'd expect if you're pushing the boundaries of what dosage you think you can handle. You've taken quite a hefty dose, reacted negatively to the experience and labeled it as a bad trip.
To be less cryptic about it, it sounds like you weren't really prepared for the headfuck element of a mushroom trip. To put it bluntly; at higher doses they make you go temporarily insane. And before you go insane and start getting mad ideas about philosophy/god/aliens/the matrix/whatever, it feels like your mind is busy unraveling itself. And when you realize that the effects are not limited to changes in perception and changes in emotional state, but that the drug is actually shifting your point of view and taking away your sense of reality & your sense of self, it starts to get a bit strange. And at this point, you should laugh, because there is no way out and you might as well enjoy the ride. It will take you home eventually.
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I wrote that, but I meant something else
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Re: My 3rd shroom trip- ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE (LONG) [Re: Aldebaran]
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Excellent report. Enjoyed reading this.
I'd say if you choose to try mushrooms again, do a smaller dose, and try build positive emotions and memories with the trip until you feel comfortable in that state.
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