r/shrooms

I've become quite the avid tripper. I take shrooms about once a month, or every other month, for a big pow wow. A mental reset, reflections, and remembering who I am to the core. I can easily spiral, and doing this keeps me grounded.

Recently I downloaded a dating app. Thought maybe it was time to get back out there. For context, I'm female, but I'm quite androgynous and also identify as asexual. Dating is hard! I have not downloaded an app like this for nearly 7 years. I'm not tooting my own horn here, but I was overwhelmed with messages. I went from being alone to all of a sudden carrying these conversations with people. It was exciting at first, then it quickly drained me. So, after a few weeks of that it was a Saturday and I wanted to dance. I toasted me a bagel, spread some cream cheese on there, and sprinkled about 3g of mushrooms on top.

It was wonderful. Turned on some Funkadelic and started getting jiggy with it. After about 2 hours, I decided to retreat to my bedroom, turn on some vibe lights, and just zone out. Unfortunately, I was thinking about all the messages I had ignored for days, because I didn't have the mental energy to respond. I felt like an awful person, felt like I was wasting people's time. I also felt kind of weird advertising myself on the internet, like "Hey! Look at me! Don't I seem interesting?" I really hated that, because that's not me. Not me at all. I started spiraling when I couldn't shake the thought. I got so overwhelmed, I went deaf. There was so much pressure in my head and ears I couldn't hear anything except for the blood coursing through my body. Felt like I was drowning. Which in hindsight, this was fitting since I felt so overwhelmed with dating.

I've never had a bad trip before, and I wasn't sure what to do. I was just starfished on my bed just wide eyeing my ceiling. I thought it would be worse to fight the trip, so I just embraced it. I embraced every bad thought, every feeling. My heart started thumping so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack and die, but I embraced that too.

This next part is going to be super dramatic, but it's exactly how it went. I started silently crying. Not sobbing, but just single tear stuff. Then all of a sudden, I could hear again and a song started on my speaker from my playlist. The song was Spilling Over, by Bob Lind. I immediately got up. The heart thumping, the head pressure, it instantly went away. I slowly walked out of my bedroom, through the kitchen, and into the living room (where my speaker was). I just stood there listening in my dimly lit living room, and when the chorus came on I started slowly and intimately dancing along to it.

When the song came to a close, I fell to my knees sobbing. I haven't sobbed on shrooms in a long time, but straight ugly crying. With that, I took my phone, messaged everyone to cancel any plans I had to meet, and I deleted my account and app. After that, I felt so loose. Bad thoughts disappeared and the dancing commenced.

I danced for 12 hours straight. I didn't stop once. Probably some of the best dancing I have ever done if I'm honest. As my trip started to come to a close, the song Beast of Burden by The Rolling Stones came on and that was the last song I danced to before heading to bed.

Anyways. That was my trip. It wasn't all bad, but there was a good portion of it that was. However, I think the best thing I did was to let the bad trip happen. I knew it was going to pass, but it was a matter of when. And the physical and emotional aspect sucked SO bad, but I got through it. I'm just glad it didn't ruin shrooms for me, and I'm also glad I DID get something out of it. A hard look in the mirror it was. Dating apps just aren't for me, and I'm not really built for a relationship. Especially not now. I enjoy my own company, and I have my dog who I love deeply. I have friends I see here and there. I'm not lonely, but I tricked my stupid brain into thinking I needed someone in my life.

I don't. I'm fine.

So I’m kind of a dumbass, and 3 hours into a 5g trip, I decided to take 2.5g ish more + smoke an extra fat bowl. I then called my girlfriend and had this horrifyingly real encounter with what seemed to be some demon or evil spirit living in my house. My girlfriend’s voice became distorted over the phone seemingly at random, in accordance with some super scary shifts in candle lighting. Think candles flickering violently in an evil-feeling way, where I could almost read the flickerings as reading lips - I actually was finding meaning in the flickers as if they were controlled by something. As I’m increasingly losing track of reality, these distortions of her voice paired with this evil dominating presence scared me badly enough to scream at the top of my lungs a couple times, feeling like something was attacking me or threatening my girlfriend. She handled this as well as she could but I was far past the stage of where I could be comforted. For at least 2 more hours, I had these constant back and forth shifts from overwhelming love for my girlfriend to immense fear of what was in my house and what its intentions were. I felt as if this being wanted me to keep its presence a secret and that it would be mad if I told my girlfriend. After enough internal pep talk, I spoke to my girlfriend about my fears at hand and that’s when things got even worse. Increasingly terrifying visuals of my girlfriend’s distorted face, the sounds of the call distorting, and some suuuuper confusing multidimensional visuals ended up in me losing track of reality almost completely, begging for this trip to be over. At one point, I was considering the possibility of my girlfriend being the demon, and that this bad trip was her paranormal side showing itself because she wanted me to admit a past wrongdoing. I somehow convinced myself that the only way out of the trip was to confess to her my every possible sin that I had committed during our relationship. Although I haven’t done anything crazy like cheating, I did lie to her about my failure to quit vaping as well as hide some mental health struggles, which I came clean to her about during my attempts to calm this paranormal being. However, the bad trip symptoms kept getting worse and worse, plus I kept losing more track of reality.

I then convinced myself that my internal intrusive thoughts were realities, such as some pretty nasty ones surrounding cheating, sexual stuff and me generally just being a bad person. Long story short for this section of the trip - I desperately tried to calm the “demon” by professing my “sins” to it, but the trip kept getting worse, I kept getting more confused, so I basically started spewing B.S. professions that I had never actually done, because I was trying to crack some code of the right thing to say in order to get out of this limbo. By this point, time had slowed to a halt, I was in full belief that some type of paranormal stuff was at play, AND I kept getting these weird alien-orgy visual things that I don’t even know how to begin to describe.

You can probably imagine how my sin confession rambling sounded to my sober girlfriend. Not great. After coming down we talked about it, even though my lingering fear from the trip never fully left. Luckily she believed me when I told her I’ve never cheated on her and all that other stuff that I hadn’t actually done but said that I did. However she feels skeptical, especially because I apparently was pretty detailed about these “things I never did”. If any of this makes sense.

It’s also worth noting that it hasn’t been too long since my girlfriend and I watched the horror movie obsession, which scared me half to death in theaters. I think some of those subconscious fears came up during the trip.

Now I’m left with a slightly tense situation in my relationship and a seriously scary feeling of not being alone/safe in my own home.

Have any of you guys had any weird experiences with inhuman presences? Any weird reality confusions where you thought you had done stuff you never actually did? How have yall dealt with moving past that lingering paranoia from a bad trip?

Any type of advice or comments are welcome, even if it’s not something I directly asked about. I kinda just need to talk about this experience to get it off my chest

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I believe when you reach the giggle phase, that is the optimal dose, not that it would be easy to prescribe a certain amount to achieve it, but I think that THAT exact amount unlocks the "prankster" archetype without going into full "locked in the bathroom for an hour mirror-gazing, full introspection" mode. Others will surely disagree.

This is what I like about unlocking the giggle-mode prankster persona: Simultaneously, while everything looks plastic and oily with a rainbow luminescence and/or glowing and meaningful, you still can have the mental wherewithal to sarcasticaly marvel at how corny and fake everything looks like. It's simultaneously breathtakingly, overwhelmingly beautiful and comically cheesy and corny at the same time. It's just my opinion, though.

Nevermind, that probably didn't make sense.

Dont wanna trip persay just feel giddy and boink the wife

i have experience with lsd and dxm, im about to try penis envy for the first time. thinking about smoking a joint as well. does anyone have any recommendations for the dose and or things that i should do during the trip.

Hello guys, I have studied psychedelics for years because of autistic infatuation and the desire to gain a life-altering experience from them. I took my first trip on a whim, LSA through Morning Glory Seeds, and had the single best experience of my life. I was finally happy for once, I wasn’t plagued with anxiety, depression, or even my deepest insecurities. It felt like everything was in its right place.

I felt this way for about 5-6 days afterwards and I kind of just returned to my baseline mental state, though I do believe it may have changed my thought patterns and how I respond to certain situations in a positive way. Every since then I’ve been chasing the feeling I had and bought shrooms online. I took the mushrooms on a whim at night (just like my LSA trip) and things weren’t at all like how my first trip was.

I was uncomfortable and scared and delirious. Instead of almost overwhelming euphoria it was downright dysphoria and a feeling of confusion I couldn’t shake off. I just sat in my bed watching YouTube and after the trip ended I felt extremely dissatisfied and mentally drained. It’s hard to describe but all that really happened was that I got some nice visuals and I was just super confused with thought loops. The only nice thing to come out of the trip was me staring at the stars in a sort of trance state where I felt a brief moment of clarity.

Everytime I’ve done shrooms to try to chase the feeling of euphoria and depression alleviation like my LSA trip has came empty handed, whenever I feel like a trip is going to be significant and big it just feels half baked and empty of any feeling except confusion. I made sure to wait 2 weeks after each trip too. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, I just want to feel happy again.

Just got 20 ml Mckennai Spores.

Wondering how many bags of rice Would be good?

I took around 30 grams of GT mushrooms that I've stored for two days in the fridge after harvesting. A week ago, I took 20g fresh lemon tek.I avoided lemon tek because it messed up my stomach. So around 11 p.m. I made a bowl of noodles. I cooked it for like 10 minutes and after letting it cool down, I chopped the mushrooms and just added as topping. So I ate all the noodles. You could imagine the taste as well because I was eating the raw forest like mushrooms

Anyway, I ate all of it and yeah, I just started preparing for the trip and after half an hour, I just entered into my head, feeling heavy and I guess that's the time when the trip began.

I started listening to music as usual. I felt I was in a dreamlike state or like in an autopilot dreamlike state. It felt kind of unbelievable. I was constantly asking myself while smiling, What's going on ? After a while, I started listening to live at Pompeii where David Gilmour was playing his guitar. I started noticing how, starting noticing the colors. I mean, there were already colors in the video, but the visuals became like 100x of what was actually seen on the video like colours bursting out.

Whenever I started walking, I began noticing random patterns on the floor and the walls. I was on my bed and it was just shifting away from me for some reason. After that, I looked at myself in the mirror and my face was melting in a wavy state. I mean, it was kind of unbelievable stuff. I went to the washroom and i noticed how the toilet began to shrink lol.

Yeah, I was like in a dream. It felt surreal. I was walking down the hall in my house, looked outside through the curtains, and it looked like the surface of the moon lmao. I thought, is it even possible? I was looking at my phone, and I noticed crazy distortions as I was floating all the time.

The next half a day I kept thinking about how it was even possible for the brain to do. Very overwhelming stuff and very interesting stuff.