I've never tripped shrooms before, and I was a bit hesitant to do them. I have always struggled with depression, and it's been a really tough year for me. I questioned if it was a good time to take a substance that would make my mind become vulnerable. I ended up taking three grams, and I knew there was no turning back.
I began to notice small but exceptional changes within the first 30 minutes. I was so focused on controlling my mind, and body that it became almost overbearing. A fear came over me, and I realized that I needed to get off the couch, and get away from the TV. I kept telling myself that I'm in a safe place, and this is something that will not last forever. Stay calm, and enjoy yourself. I ended up turning on some Built to Spill, and painted with watercolors. After a while, I felt better. Lights became vivid, colors illuminated, and everything that surrounded me was filled with life. One hour felt like an eternity. Within the first hour of my trip, I began to cry. Happiness overpowered me. In that moment, nothing mattered. I was there, but my mind was elsewhere.
I proceeded to look at photos of my family, and my friends. I brought myself back to those times, and places. I realized that those moments will never be replaced, which made this experience sentimental to me. I began to lose track of time, at this point, it hit me hard. I started hallucinating, and everything around me was warped, I was viewing the world through a kaleidoscope. As chaotic as it sounds, I was still so happy. I was still crying.
I did end up going outside, and it was perfect. All of it was too perfect.
At the peak of my trip, my body was gone, and I was lost in my thoughts.
I can honestly say that it has given me a different perspective on a lot of things. I explored places in my mind that I have never explored before, and I'm really looking forward to my next big "trip".