Hey all, new guy here. Had this first ever trip about a year ago and felt like sharing.
This all started and ended in a bad setting, and my trip was in the end completely ruined, but after some thought on this whole past situation, i find myself wanting to feel this way again, which prompted me to come back to the shroomery and share my story for yall to laugh at.
Rewind about a year and im living in the pacific northwest (washington state). Under my parents' roof. Im 18, and working a shitty job in a seafood production facility, and a coworker mentions he has a secret spot that he picks his cys at while we're carpooling back into town. By this time me and said coworker are good enough friends and he takes me to his spot, telling me how to walk so i dont crush any fungus buried under the wood that cys love, teaching me how to gently run my fingers through the dead leaves and such on the ground to find all the good ones.
Fast forward about two hours of searching and we strike gold, breaking into a new untouched area that is fruiting like a mother. God i wish i took pictures. All told we end up with about a quarter pound of WET cys. After we divvy up the haul and part ways, i head straight to another friends house and weigh out about 30g of my fresh haul and toss them all into my mouth. 30 minutes later and my noob self thinks i need more. I took another 30gs and brewed it into a tea, which i then drank.
Finally it starts to sink in. Im seeing little rivers and eddies in the grain on the wall. The tv my friends are playing need for speed on looks like a giant glaring rainbow of color and i can barely look at it. Around this time my new "friends" realise im actually tripping and start giving me the usual shit kids do in this situation "dude youve got spiders on you! Dude omfg look behind you hahaha!" You know the drill.
The heckling is making it hard for me to enjoy the colors, so i decide to leave and drive 2 blocks back to my house, at this point somewhere between a level 2 and 3. This is where it gets really shitty. I get out of my car after making it home without incident and theres my older brother, staring right at me. He beckons me over and my fried ass is talked into helping put up a chicken wire fence around the yard.
About now im surely at a level 3 at least, with the hdr effect in full bloom. The outside world looks glorious and i dont remember thinking much at this point except for how uncomfortable i am, being outside with pupils as wide as nickels and my brother laughing at me (i once gave him shit while he was high on shrooms, though i was young and didnt know at the time what he was on) and now im overcome by wave after wave of nausea, only adding to my feelings of discomfort and shame for letting myself get into this situation.
I finally find an excuse to dash inside and immediately hop in the shower, hoping the steam and momentary privacy will help bring me back to my center. Nope. Despite my knowledge of shrooms as a great and wonderful thing - im overcome by a feeling of being unclean. Like im some sort of junkie. I vigorously scrub myself in the shower, as if i can wash the drugs off. In the end i settle for locking the bathroom door and sitting down in the tub, watching the steam from the shower morph and change colors. Funny how despite all of the internal chaos that was going on at the time, i still found myself captivated by what i was seeing.
After my shower i retreat to my bedroom and hide under the covers, willing it all to go away so my family doesnt need to see me in such a state. In the end only my brother knew and never gave me any crap for it. Now, being 21 and living under my own roof with my wife, after having a two year break, i want to experience it all again - the right way. I have heard anecdotes from many first timers who had trips similar to mine and they all told me it put them off shrooms forever.
I say to hell with that. My bad trip only added to my experience as a psychonaut, and deepened my love for the fungus. Looking forward to sharing more experiences with yall in the future - thanks for letting me share. :-)
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Thanks for sharing, and glad you're eager for more experiences despite the difficulty you had back then.
Cyans are incredibly strong so I understand it, so I think you did exceptionally well to hold it together like you did in the circumstances, I imagine that sort of dose would put some people out of the game entirely for most of the experience, certainly no where near putting a fence up anyway.
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