frenchpress

1h

bout to peak post

Kodak Spice

1h

i didnt mention it much

UncMC

1h

You won’t

rvi

1h

no harm in just a simple like for the goat

Orangutan

1h

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Okay this is a super long one but I think it's worth reading.

Took like 6 grams of some of the most powerful shrooms I'd ever bought the afternoon before my first day of college, had only ever done shrooms like, 2 or 3 other times and NEVER a dose like that for reference.

Was sitting in my dormmates room, one of them wanted some, so I gave him a few grams. We all watched something on the TV for the come up, and I came up FAST. Walls were already starting to pour like honey within like, 30 minutes tops. I was pretty hyped because I wanted a crazy experience.

Then my dormmate said he wanted to go for a drive and asked if I wanted to come. I said no f***in way and told him he shouldn't do it, but I was in no position to stop him. He left, so it was just me and my other dormmate left (he just smoked, didn't take shrooms). Not 5 minutes after the other dude left to go drive, my dad calls, and for some reason I was like "dude, I gotta pick up now while I still have an ounce of sanity so he doesn't freak out and come up here while I'm tripping". That line of thought obviously made no sense, but in the moment I was convinced of it.

Went back to my room, picked up the phone and put everything I had into sounding sober. Dad says "Hey man, I know you're probably busy getting ready for your first day of school tomorrow, but we got to get some stuff worked out with your school finances real quick, could you hop on your laptop and open the finance portal for me?"

Jesus Christ.

I do it, and start having to read him info and explain s*** to him while I'm coming up HARD, I can barely read the screen at this point, the text is floating up off my computer and up towards the ceiling and everything is swimming. All the while I feel this primal dread brewing up deep inside me. I somehow, by the grace of God, get through the call without him suspecting a thing, go back to my dormmates room and tell him the trip is getting way out of hand and I need to handle it by myself.

At this point, I'm probably just about an hour deep, you don't even hit the peak until 3ish hours in, and I'm already completely out of my mind. I go back into my room, lock the doors shut the blinds, and get under the covers, hoping I can just sleep it off (you can't).

Long story short, the next handful of hours consisted of full field of vision consuming hallucinations, soul-crushing dread, and the occasional window of pure euphoria. Sometimes, I thought I could hear my RAs and family outside my door cheering for me to make it through the trip. Multiple times I got up to peak through my blinds, and the time kept shifting back and forth. Sometimes it would be day, other times it would be night. I'd check my phone, then check my phone again what felt like 5 minutes later, and see that 2 hours had passed. Or sometimes, I'd check my phone after thinking it had been 4 hours, and only 5 minutes had passed. Also posted some schizo babble in tnght sxn at one point during the peak.

Eventually, I came down enough to be able to somewhat use my phone effectively, called my girlfriend, told her I was beyond tweaked out on shrooms and extremely anxious. She lived on the female side of the same dorms, so she came over super quickly. Once she showed up, I got out of bed and tried to open my front door. The only problem was that the doorknob kept melting through my fingers. I have no idea how long this was, but eventually I opened up my blinds and tried to mime to her that I couldn't open the door. She gave me an amused, but super loving and sympathetic smile that I'll never forget.

I eventually got the door open, and she laid there with me, rubbing my back and talking until I fully sobered up. I'm still with her all these years later.

rvi

1h

how are you feeling

Orangutan

1h

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Okay this is a super long one but I think it's worth reading.

Took like 6 grams of some of the most powerful shrooms I'd ever bought the afternoon before my first day of college, had only ever done shrooms like, 2 or 3 other times and NEVER a dose like that for reference.

Was sitting in my dormmates room, one of them wanted some, so I gave him a few grams. We all watched something on the TV for the come up, and I came up FAST. Walls were already starting to pour like honey within like, 30 minutes tops. I was pretty hyped because I wanted a crazy experience.

Then my dormmate said he wanted to go for a drive and asked if I wanted to come. I said no f***in way and told him he shouldn't do it, but I was in no position to stop him. He left, so it was just me and my other dormmate left (he just smoked, didn't take shrooms). Not 5 minutes after the other dude left to go drive, my dad calls, and for some reason I was like "dude, I gotta pick up now while I still have an ounce of sanity so he doesn't freak out and come up here while I'm tripping". That line of thought obviously made no sense, but in the moment I was convinced of it.

Went back to my room, picked up the phone and put everything I had into sounding sober. Dad says "Hey man, I know you're probably busy getting ready for your first day of school tomorrow, but we got to get some stuff worked out with your school finances real quick, could you hop on your laptop and open the finance portal for me?"

Jesus Christ.

I do it, and start having to read him info and explain s*** to him while I'm coming up HARD, I can barely read the screen at this point, the text is floating up off my computer and up towards the ceiling and everything is swimming. All the while I feel this primal dread brewing up deep inside me. I somehow, by the grace of God, get through the call without him suspecting a thing, go back to my dormmates room and tell him the trip is getting way out of hand and I need to handle it by myself.

At this point, I'm probably just about an hour deep, you don't even hit the peak until 3ish hours in, and I'm already completely out of my mind. I go back into my room, lock the doors shut the blinds, and get under the covers, hoping I can just sleep it off (you can't).

Long story short, the next handful of hours consisted of full field of vision consuming hallucinations, soul-crushing dread, and the occasional window of pure euphoria. Sometimes, I thought I could hear my RAs and family outside my door cheering for me to make it through the trip. Multiple times I got up to peak through my blinds, and the time kept shifting back and forth. Sometimes it would be day, other times it would be night. I'd check my phone, then check my phone again what felt like 5 minutes later, and see that 2 hours had passed. Or sometimes, I'd check my phone after thinking it had been 4 hours, and only 5 minutes had passed. Also posted some schizo babble in tnght sxn at one point during the peak.

Eventually, I came down enough to be able to somewhat use my phone effectively, called my girlfriend, told her I was beyond tweaked out on shrooms and extremely anxious. She lived on the female side of the same dorms, so she came over super quickly. Once she showed up, I got out of bed and tried to open my front door. The only problem was that the doorknob kept melting through my fingers. I have no idea how long this was, but eventually I opened up my blinds and tried to mime to her that I couldn't open the door. She gave me an amused, but super loving and sympathetic smile that I'll never forget.

I eventually got the door open, and she laid there with me, rubbing my back and talking until I fully sobered up. I'm still with her all these years later.

John Mauve

1h

but you are encouraging vulgar activities

Kodak Spice

1h

i mean better than i did a month ago 💀💀💀 shes been my main limerence intrusive thought for years tho it just is what it is ; the only thing that can truly replace an obsession is another obsession ; new job got me busy af too so its whatever ; live love laugh ; mindset is everything ; every emotion u ever feel is just chemicals anyways

Orangutan

1h

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Okay this is a super long one but I think it's worth reading.

Took like 6 grams of some of the most powerful shrooms I'd ever bought the afternoon before my first day of college, had only ever done shrooms like, 2 or 3 other times and NEVER a dose like that for reference.

Was sitting in my dormmates room, one of them wanted some, so I gave him a few grams. We all watched something on the TV for the come up, and I came up FAST. Walls were already starting to pour like honey within like, 30 minutes tops. I was pretty hyped because I wanted a crazy experience.

Then my dormmate said he wanted to go for a drive and asked if I wanted to come. I said no f***in way and told him he shouldn't do it, but I was in no position to stop him. He left, so it was just me and my other dormmate left (he just smoked, didn't take shrooms). Not 5 minutes after the other dude left to go drive, my dad calls, and for some reason I was like "dude, I gotta pick up now while I still have an ounce of sanity so he doesn't freak out and come up here while I'm tripping". That line of thought obviously made no sense, but in the moment I was convinced of it.

Went back to my room, picked up the phone and put everything I had into sounding sober. Dad says "Hey man, I know you're probably busy getting ready for your first day of school tomorrow, but we got to get some stuff worked out with your school finances real quick, could you hop on your laptop and open the finance portal for me?"

Jesus Christ.

I do it, and start having to read him info and explain s*** to him while I'm coming up HARD, I can barely read the screen at this point, the text is floating up off my computer and up towards the ceiling and everything is swimming. All the while I feel this primal dread brewing up deep inside me. I somehow, by the grace of God, get through the call without him suspecting a thing, go back to my dormmates room and tell him the trip is getting way out of hand and I need to handle it by myself.

At this point, I'm probably just about an hour deep, you don't even hit the peak until 3ish hours in, and I'm already completely out of my mind. I go back into my room, lock the doors shut the blinds, and get under the covers, hoping I can just sleep it off (you can't).

Long story short, the next handful of hours consisted of full field of vision consuming hallucinations, soul-crushing dread, and the occasional window of pure euphoria. Sometimes, I thought I could hear my RAs and family outside my door cheering for me to make it through the trip. Multiple times I got up to peak through my blinds, and the time kept shifting back and forth. Sometimes it would be day, other times it would be night. I'd check my phone, then check my phone again what felt like 5 minutes later, and see that 2 hours had passed. Or sometimes, I'd check my phone after thinking it had been 4 hours, and only 5 minutes had passed. Also posted some schizo babble in tnght sxn at one point during the peak.

Eventually, I came down enough to be able to somewhat use my phone effectively, called my girlfriend, told her I was beyond tweaked out on shrooms and extremely anxious. She lived on the female side of the same dorms, so she came over super quickly. Once she showed up, I got out of bed and tried to open my front door. The only problem was that the doorknob kept melting through my fingers. I have no idea how long this was, but eventually I opened up my blinds and tried to mime to her that I couldn't open the door. She gave me an amused, but super loving and sympathetic smile that I'll never forget.

I eventually got the door open, and she laid there with me, rubbing my back and talking until I fully sobered up. I'm still with her all these years later.

rvi

1h

ill never utter a bad word about her

Like a Camillimane

1h

did u get into an argument before she blocked u or was it the cold block where u didnt see it coming

rvi

1h

do u think it could be for the best

John Mauve

1h

or Maggie Green

Kodak Spice

1h

i mean better than i did a month ago 💀💀💀 shes been my main limerence intrusive thought for years tho it just is what it is ; the only thing that can truly replace an obsession is another obsession ; new job got me busy af too so its whatever ; live love laugh ; mindset is everything ; every emotion u ever feel is just chemicals anyways

rvi

1h

nope. another queen

Kodak Spice

1h

i wouldnt blame it on any particular argument. i really think its just a bpd split

she claims im way too defensive and i remind her of men but i think thats just the split talking

rvi

1h

im intending to dive deeper into some more midwest hip hop in the next few months