THIS WAS NOT REALLY A FUN TRIP BUT MORE OF A WARNING OF HOW TO SHROOM SO THAT YOU DON'T END UP WASTING YOUR MONEY, YOUR TIME, AND YOUR SANITY.
My friend L and I have been trying to get our hands on some shrooms for a while now. I've taken them before and every experience I've had has always been great. So we finally found some!... and of course were very excited.
We took them at 12:30am and planned on leaving the house soon. By the time we got outside, no more then 25min later, I could feel them starting to effect me. I was very nervous about sneaking out of her house because her mother is, I am convinced, the daughter of satan. I knew I needed to get away from her property, to somewhere I felt comfortable.
We ventured into this deserted lot that I thought was perfect. All of the plants on the ground seemed to form some kind of indian- like design and the trees surrounding the area began to breathe (which is a definate sign).
I looked over at L and realized something was wrong. Her stomach had been hurting her all day and obviously was still. We layed down and I looked in awe at the sky. One cloud seemed to form a hole into the rest of the black night.
I was really starting to have fun, but L's condition was upsetting me. She looked worse and worse, until finally she said we'd have to go back to her house for a little while until she felt better. I was fine with this as long as we came back outside. I needed to smoke up and being outside always makes me feel generally better.
Within 10min, we were in her house for good. For the rest of the night she stayed curled up in a ball under her covers, making strange animal noises. I wanted to comfort her but whenever I tried she would yell at me. I was very upset by this because of how emotionally vulnerable I was feeling at the time. About two times she went and threw up. I didn't try being nice anymore though, by then I was struggling with myself.
I needed some kind of comfort desperately, but there was none to be found. I watched a movie about a werewolf and it was from the 70's so I just figured it was meant to be trippy and weird. But when I changed the channel to a movie I was familar with I was horrified to see that it was me destorting the screen. The faces of the actors seem to eat themselves. The flesh was just bubbling away as if acid had been poured on it. A lady coughing had her face blow up and contort into a horrible, diseased person. I looked away from the tv and tried smoking. That actually worked. If you ever need to calm down, definately smoke some pot. I actually felt good and here and there enjoyed little things. I put some Tool on and stared at the posters on her wall. They were amazing and sent designs running from the wall all over her ceiling. Kurt Cobain mouthed something to me but I couldn't make it out. I was so anxious to feel ok. I knew this was all mental but for some reason, I just needed to talk to her.
I went back to L and tried to get her to say something ANYTHING a familar voice was all I needed. She continued as before and I was so frustrated that I told her I was going to kill her. And actually, I think I might have. It was somewhere between 2 and 6am so I couldn't call anyone to talk.
That's when the bad part started. I laid down in bed and just closed my eyes- WHAT A MISTAKE THAT WAS! pounding and clanking and eerie laughter repeated over and over. Distorted images ran through my head of I can't even remember what. The sounds and images raced around me and I couldn't tell if I was part of them, if they were a threat to me or if it was all in my head. I was literally going crazy. I was so far from sleep but I couldn't get up. I was so scared by myself but I didn't know what else to do.
WHATEVER YOU DO... make sure you're in good company. Someone who you like or trust and someone who's not very sensitive physically (because this was not the first time something like this has happened to her). I think while doing shrooms you need to be with someone safe so to speak if your gonna be alone. Otherwise go out with a group of people and have fun.
