Why did I have a bad trip?

Don't sweat it dude, most of what I post is more for the "dear reader" than directed at you personally...

Sounds to me like you didn't have a bad trip, you had a disturbing trip.
Sometimes you can learn a lot about you own psyche on these kind of trips.

"in a way I saw him as an aspect of myself."

This is a profound observation, did you draw any insight from this about yourself? If so, then it was an important trip,a disturbing trip yes, not a bad trip...

Disturbing trips require introspection. But don't blame the acid. It's you who must maintain.

Don't take my quipps on booze too personally...I'm pretty negative about booze in general. I happen to live in a state that's like 2nd in the nation for per-capita consumption. I see the results on peoples lives and thier childrens lives.
It sickens me.

ZW

 

And thats the way the cookie crumbled my friend....I had such a incredibly awesome trip, i forget how long it lasted,the whole trip if i had to guess was six to seven hours, maybe even nine if the afterglow thing was considered..besides that, it was such a huge mind fuck.

And i did not burn weed until the absolute end of my whole trip, i didnt even want to, all i wanted that night was more acid,i remember wanting to call my dealer for ten hits so that during the next weekend i would be able to go back into my wonderland.thank god i took a break from both acid and e, it was better for me.

But a bad trip?, i dont know shit about a bad trip. lol

 

The only time i felt distured was when i had my first true halluncintation of a tree top turning into a giant brain, it shocked the shit out of me lol, the rest was something else.

 

Thanks zombiewolf. To be honest I can't remember most of what happened. Even right after the most intense part when I was still tripping but had become better oriented, I still had no clue what just happened. Most of what I think happened I tried to piece together over the next few days. Unfortunately I feel like I learned a lot about myself but can't remember any of it.
And it was an introspective trip, but I'm introspective without acid. As I said earlier, I don't regret the trip. But at the same time, it wasn't fun. I would like to be able to have a meaningful trip without feeling fear and profound unease.

 

sometimes fear comes when we try to wrap our intellect around something that's happening, and our intellect has not caught up with the rest of our being. this is common for LSD. when you find yourself in a strange situation where your only choice is to feel uncomfortable, identify what it is specifically that is doing this, and just make a mental note of tackling it later, like "Hmm, my friend's eyes make him look like a demon. I'll ponder that when i'm down and maybe make a thread about it", and then just let it go from your worries. you give it power when you fear it. approach a trip like youre a doctor exploring the body of the universe. nothing terrifies, only mystifies at most.

 

I think you're definitely right that fear came from being too analytical. I wasn't afraid of anything I saw, but it was my thought process that were the problem. The fear of being trapped inside my own mind for the rest of eternity. I occasionally have this fear even when I'm sober - we are all trapped inside our own minds. This made me realise real possibility of heaven and hell as states of human consciousness. It really was a profound experience, but still terrifying.