I've suffered depression mostly all my life. On Thursday night I finally got the opportunity to experience LSD. Holy shit.* I have four close friends who have started to use LSD since October. They have tripped acid and shrooms probably over 10 times in the last 3 months. This particular day, none of them but one wanted to trip with me. We went and got it from our best connect, we have 3. We came back to the house and ate them. 7pm i took 3 hits. My friend ate a shroom chocolate instead. We were surrounded by 3 of our close friends who were sober.. well they were blazed. My friend ate his Chocolates at 630 and an hour after he ate his (30 minutes after I ate mine) he declared he was trippin. Unconsciously, it got really awkward between me and him. For the next hour, I felt normal, just slighty off, but was positive I was not trippin. It was my first time so I wasn't sure what to expect. Another hour later, me and my partner go outside to sit in my car and smoke a cigarette. It's winter, there's snow on the ground, and it's freezing.. I live in Jersey. Im still not trippin at this point and was under the impression that my partner was trippin balls. I sat in the car staring around trying to see something move but I wast. I looked over at *him and said 'I'm not trippin dude it's not workin.' Calmly he looks at me and say 'yea it went away for me 10 minutes ago, it's kinda beat.' The moment he finished that sentence, I began trippin absolute face. I was so alone. We went back into my friends room (my partners brother) and sit down. I completely shut down to everyone. I had very minor visuals, not constant either, but was lost so deep in my head. I sat in a room with 4 friends, but couldn't talk to any of them. They were playin games and watching tv while I sat on the floor lost inside myself. I went through hell. Every bad though and feeling in the world was hitting me at once. All my problems in life were being stuffed in my mind so rapidly I could really function. I had a difficult time completing sentences and staying focused on what was goin on. I thing that gets me the most, is that I was not scared at all. I let myself go as far as I could. It was comforting for me to feel that way. I was crazy. I felt like I needed therapy. I started crying at a point when I went out for a cigarette, not because I was afraid, but because what was going through my mind was so sad. Around the time I started trying, my friend told me he had been trippin the whole time and didnt know it. The thing about him too, is he also suffers depression. And we had planned to do this together to talk about life and learn something. *He has tripped shrooms 4 times and acid 6.. but this time it was completely different. He had no emotions. He felt no happiness, so sadness, no feelings. He felt nothing. At once the viel of awkwardness that was around us was lifted. We were able to talk and communicate with each other like we were both sober. The trip still carried out the same way. We were both going through it together now. The peak lasted on till 230am. Almost like magic we both came back together . we were still trippin minorly but nothing like the insanity we just went through. I did do other things during my trip to like listen to music and watch tv. *At one point I was listening to the song Broken Strings by Tek One, and as soon as it dropped, it felt like a raging war in my head between the thoughts I was having and the song. And the song was winning. The way this particular song sounds, it sounded like it was owning my mind, like a full fledged brutal attack and the trip. It made the thoughts go away for about 2 or 3 minutes but that was it.* When we were mostly back in reality, we went outside for a cigarette and talked about what we Wen through.* I don't regret any part of that at all. It was the coolest thing I've done in my life. It has made me a happier person since. I feel more at peace with the real world. I am definetaley looking forward to tripping again but next time at a higher dose. Id rather not use it on a regular basis, so whenever I do get the opportunity I'll make it worth while.* The thing I learned from all this, is I have a high tolerance for mental pain. When my friends trip, they're afraid to let they're minds wander. In my experience, a bad trip isn't something to be afraid of, it's just not pretty rainbows and fuzzy feelings, instead.. it shows you yourself.
'atta boy! i think it might be better to trip only around other tripping friends, or alone. also, if you're gonna trip together, why not take the same substance. LSD should last longer than mushrooms..
Good report and a good first experience. My first trip ever (on 20mg 2c-i when I was 18) was a rough/negative one but I am forever thankful for it for showing me right off the bat that psychedelics are not toys or drugs for getting "fuct up" on a Saturday night, but powerful tools for psychological and spiritual exploration with a high potential for therapeutic use, despite what the DEA says... Thanks for sharing and I'm glad you were able to walk away with a new perspective and extract the positive aspects from the turmoil. This is a valuable mindset to have toward tripping, as some people unfortunately get scared off psyches forever just because of one "bad" trip. You will one day experience the flipside of this hell trip and see just how amazing and beautiful your psychedelic journeys can be.
Awesome! The best trips are the ones where you can look at yourself from outside of yourself, away from all the things that you thought made you who you are. Hopefully this personal revelation will allow you to experience great benefits from your next trip. I recommend alone, from what i can gather you seem ready. Thank you for posting this.
