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NYE Trip at Widespread Panic
    #7821774 - 01/01/08 09:29 PM (16 years, 1 month ago)

So this is my first post and really my first time visiting this board, but I figured if anyone could help me make some more sense of the night it will be the good people here. The trip was less than 24 hours ago and it's been weighing on my mind pretty heavily. I've talked to a few of my friends about it but none of them really seemed to understand since I'm the only one in my tight circle of friends who ever decided to try shrooms. I’m a 19 year old college student from Atlanta in good mental and physical health and this was the second trip I've ever taken, the first one I was alone in my basement and it was a very good trip.

It happened at a Widespread Panic concert in Atlanta. I’d never really listened to them before (although I love jam bands like Phish and The Dead) so I thought what better time than their NYE show? I didn’t have any weed with me but had been drinking for most of the day and had about 5-6 drinks in me when I took the mushrooms. My friend, who Ill call Jeb, was with me. A little about Jeb, he's one of my friends from and, as much as I like him, he's a very nervous person who smokes weed and drinks a lot to calm himself down. That's not to say I don't do the same thing occasionally, it's just he doesn't seem to know when to stop.

The band comes on and plays a very short first set and I'm digging them a lot. This is when Jeb starts saying that he wants to smoke, REALLY bad. It got to the point I had to tell him to just shut up and enjoy the concert, but to be honest, I really wanted to smoke too. Anyway, I have to take a piss so I run into the closet restroom.

While I'm in line, I exchange a few words with this earthly looking guy about my t-shirt. He seems cool and we have a quick laugh. I get out of the restroom and he pulls me aside and gives me a shroom cap and stem and says "have fun kid." I thank the guy a little louder than I should have and ignore every stranger danger video I've ever watched and promptly pop the cap in my mouth. I figure since it was so small, I probably wouldn't be tripping very hard, but saved the stem just in case. I go back to my seat and tell jeb what happened. at first he seemed kind of scared, and then he started begging me to let him try it. I told him that this probably wouldn’t be the best place for his 1st trip and figured since I'd tripped once before and knew what was coming, I could handle myself.

Jeb decides then that he is going to trip sit me and make sure I had a good trip, although he’s never tripped or trip sat and is belligerently drunk. I cut him off. The band comes on and plays a second set at which point the guy next to me, overhearing Jeb yelling "I want to smoke SO BAD!" decides to let him have a hit off his pipe. As soon as he does so a security guy shines a light in his face and tells him to stop smoking, which scared the shit out of me. Thank god the shrooms hadn’t kicked in yet. About halfway through the second set the shrooms start to kick in and I start rocking out hard core in the isle. I decide that I'm not going to get very much from just the cap so I take the stem too but just as I'm coming up the band stops. So it's set break again and I'm not tripping but feel VERY mellow. I'm kind of swaying there in my seat and tell Jeb that I'm confident this is going to be an awesome trip. Jeb starts to annoy me though because apparently the bowl hit didn't get him stoned and, again, he starts to complain loudly. The guy next to us tells me that he's going to light joint at New Years and that we're welcome to get in on it. Jeb is relieved. I keep asking if he's ok because he's having trouble talking and he says "I’m fine man, I'm looking out after YOU right now. You’re going to have the best fucking trip of your life man, I’m going to make sure of it." I shrug it off. I’m feeling very mellow at this point and glad that at least Jeb seems to be digging the band. He'd never seen a real jam band live before and I felt like I was opening him up to it. Some people overhear me tell Jeb that the shrooms are starting to pick up and they ask me how im doing. I smile and start talking to them and begin to feel this real connection with them, even though they're complete strangers. Like they get it. I walk outside for some fresh air and feel like I'm cloud 9, like I was on the verge of something significant. I felt like this relaxed state was allowing me to see into peoples souls, like I wasn't even seeing their physical bodies, but just feeling their presence. I walk back to my seat call my girlfriend and tell her how much I wish she were here. And then we did the NYE countdown.

The guy passes me the joint and I figure what the hell, and take a little toke. My mouth goes numb and I start coughing. It's some damn good weed. I pass it to jeb and enjoy the light show they have playing in lieu of the band. And then everything went to hell. I started feeling like I was going to pass out. My vision starts to get staticy and I'm going clammy. I feel myself start to go down and I yell to Jeb "I'm not doing so good." he smiles. I'm getting frantic now, I can't see anything so I try sitting down. It helps for a second, and then I feel myself spiraling downward even more. I decide that I need to get help immediately. Halfway down the isle, I realize Jeb is still in his seat staring at the band.
“Jeb! Don’t leave me alone Jeb!”
I stumble back to where he’s sitting.
"Jeb, I need a doctor!" I scream. He doesn't hear me. I turn to the guy who smoked me up.
"You need to get me to a hospital right now! I need medical attention! I'm going to die!"
The guy tells me I'm alright and somewhere deep down, I know I will be, but the paranoia is overwhelming. I grab Jeb by his shirt and quite literally drag him don the isle and knock over several people. I think I told several of them that I was going to die. At this point I'm having trouble breathing and I cant see anything, just multicolored stars everywhere. I'm leaning on jeb as I stumble out of the arena, who has no clue what is going on at this point. Outside the arena, I look around see a older guy wearing one of the event nametags around his neck and grab on to him.
"I need help! You need to get me to a hospital right now!"
"Do you need medical assistance?"
And almost immediately, the downward spiral into death stopped.
"Yes sir, that would be nice." I say. I don't know what he said next, I was just glad that I wasn't dying. I saw a water fountain and stumbled towards and sat their drinking for what felt like hours. I splashed some water on my face and within what was probably the course of a minute, everything stopped. I started laughing at myself out loud for freaking out like I did but didn't want to hang around and have to answer a bunch of questions in case the guy had actually called the medics, so I walked back in the arena.

Jeb hadn't made his way back to his seat and I was confused when I couldn't find him so I walked down to the portal to the arena and just started dancing. A couple of times one of the event people would make me move so I'd just walk a few feet and start dancing some more. I was enjoying the music and started thinking that maybe everything was going to be ok. After about 30 minutes (Although it was probably only about 2-3, difficult to tell) started getting tired though and by this point the little stem I ate was kicking in. That’s when things got hellishly introspective. I had these elitist, somewhat oedipal delusions that my mother was the pinnacle of human evolution and that my fathers mutated genes were the source of all of my woes. I felt like I was the single most awful, most ungrateful, egotistical person in the world and started to cry (which I did on my first trip as well and makes me wonder even today if maybe I am the terrible person the shrooms made me think I was.) I also had the fairly typical fears that I had permanently destroyed my brain, that I was never going to be sane again, etc. etc.. But through the whole thing, I didn't feel the sense of connection and belonging in the world that I had felt the first time. Instead, I felt alienated, more than I think I've ever felt in my life. On a lighter note, I also discovered that the Grateful Dead logo is actually a guy having a psychedelic induced religious experience.

The most intense effects only lasted about an hour and a half thank god, but I spent the rest of the night feeling very melancholy and not really talking to anyone. I found Jeb, who at this point was almost incomprehensible, and sat and watched the rest of the concert with him. I was so tired and out of it for the rest of the night that all I could do was walk around downtown with Jeb. Getting a taxi back was not an option so Jeb called his dad to give me a ride home.

Other than the stars I saw right after I smoked, I never actually had any visuals, which lets me know that I didn’t take a strong dose of shrooms. But the weed did not make for a good combination. I’m just upset because by themselves, I felt like the shrooms were shaping up to give me a great trip. The only time I’ve ever had a panic attack like this before is when my shrink but me on lexapro last year. It didn’t do well with some of the other drugs I was taking, namely alchohol + caffeine, and Vicodin (which I have sworn of for life). I feel like I’ve been kind of out of it all day, which I guess is to be expected. Overall, I’d say taking the shrooms was a bad idea, what with there not being an appropriate sitter there and me being in a very high stimulation environment, but I’m just surprised that smoking would have turned the tide as quickly as it did. I know this is kind of a long and somewhat meaningless story but it was significant to me and writing it made me feel a little better.


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