Michael Myers
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Now, that may not seem like a big deal to anyone else here, however, considering I'm religious (Islamic), it is a big deal to me. I never thought I'd be doing drugs, but here we are. Basically, it all started because two of my friends (both don't know about each other's existence) had good things to say about it and they said the exact same thing.
One: It cured their depression
Two: They became religious again
Point two was interesting for me because my real-life friend was also Islamic and left the religion (came back again since this year) and my online friend was Christian but now she's a Hindu. What really sold me, though, was point one. What can I say? I have been going through some shit and I had been dealing it by my lonesome self. I also spent the last few years as a NEET so that did not help. Basically, when I needed someone the most, no one was there. Partially it was my fault because I refused to tell anyone about the things I was dealing with (it was grief). I can't believe I kept it to myself, without letting anyone know, not even anonymously or online. I kept it to myself for six years!!!
Anyway, long story short, I was in a deep depression myself and none of my two friends knew about this, except I may have alluded to my real-life friend that I was dealing with some emotional problems in my life. I thought maybe doing acid would help me. Deep down I believed that it would. So I asked my friend if he could give me the acid since I turned his proposal down before when he told me to do acid as well since it helped him. We met up, he gave me the acid and some information about it so I knew what I was to expect.
I decided to take it two weeks ago. I took it at 11pm despite having a headache and I didn't feel anything except for me being more giggly and my jaw clenching. Then after an hour I could see some visual changes. The insect blood stains on my ceiling started and it looked to me as if they were bugs and that they were crawling over my ceiling. The hairs on my arm looked thicker and swirly. I decided to lay down because of the headache and I saw patterns moving, disappearing, re-appearing and some little rainbow colors on my wall. I thought to myself "Did my wall always look this interesting?" I asked myself throughout if I was tripping or not and I told myself I was just imagining things.
I began to lose track of time and before I knew it, it was already 2am. My headache got worse than before but I ended up forgetting who I was. Apparently this is called an "ego death." One experiences this with higher dosages but I experienced this at only 150 mcg. The recommended dose for a first-timer is 100 mcg. I tried to think who I was and how I got to where I was but everytime I tried to think, my head would just hurt so bad that I couldn't think at all. I read a post on a different forum where I posted a thread that I had taken acid for the first time and that post said "whatever happens, don't fight it." I reminded myself of that post and that is when I told myself "Oh well, whatever is happening now.. it's out of my control. I can't do anything about this and I should not let it bother me. Just like the problems I face in my life, they are out of my control and I should not let it bother me." Now it was 4:15am and my headache was so bad that I decided to lay down.
My eyes open. It's 6am now and I had accidentally fallen asleep. I remember feeling disappointed but also unable to really feel that emotion because I was just in a good mood and care-free. This is the comedown phase that I experienced but I still didn't believe I was tripping the night before. I say "night" because at 6am it was already completely light outside. I went to the bathroom and then back to my room (yes, I washed my hands guys, don't worry) and I listened to music. I was just vibing and stuff, really enjoying the songs I was listening to and I was also reflecting on what happened the night before. And I told myself, "that's right, I don't need to stress about these problems or be hurt by them or be affected by them because it's all out of my control." That is when I realize that a change took place within me the night before and that I was now completely over my problem and thus I had completely gotten out of my depression.
I eventually ended up sleeping at 2pm. I didn't believe I was tripping at all, mind you, because experienced trippers say you are unable to sleep for the next ten to twelve hours after taking the acid. Because if I fell asleep, how could I have possibly tripped? Impossible, I thought. I woke up at 11pm and I looked at my wall to see if it really was interesting and nope, my wall was plain boring. That's when I realized I did trip after all. So that in itself was quite trippy, to realize I tripped only after I was done tripping. Haha.
So yeah, that is my first and definitely not the last experience with acid. It helped me overcome my depression in just one night but that only makes me respect this powerful drug all the more. I will not be abusing drugs nor will I try other drugs. I like acid because it's non-addictive and there are no reported deaths from using it, except for maybe if you think you can fly and jump off of a building, but of course that doesn't really happen either, so you just gotta make sure you are in a trusted environment. I decided to trip alone but apparently people say you should do it with a tripsitter, especially if it's your first but I like doing things on my own. After all, I was the one dealing with grief all on my own for six years. I used to feel very lonely as a result of dealing with grief on my own and not sharing with anyone or letting anyone even know, whether friend or family, that I was going through a tough time. Now, despite the fact I'm alone (never dated, never had a relationship) I don't feel lonely, as crazy as it sounds. I have God to thank for that, there really is no other explanation.
One: It cured their depression
Two: They became religious again
Point two was interesting for me because my real-life friend was also Islamic and left the religion (came back again since this year) and my online friend was Christian but now she's a Hindu. What really sold me, though, was point one. What can I say? I have been going through some shit and I had been dealing it by my lonesome self. I also spent the last few years as a NEET so that did not help. Basically, when I needed someone the most, no one was there. Partially it was my fault because I refused to tell anyone about the things I was dealing with (it was grief). I can't believe I kept it to myself, without letting anyone know, not even anonymously or online. I kept it to myself for six years!!!
Anyway, long story short, I was in a deep depression myself and none of my two friends knew about this, except I may have alluded to my real-life friend that I was dealing with some emotional problems in my life. I thought maybe doing acid would help me. Deep down I believed that it would. So I asked my friend if he could give me the acid since I turned his proposal down before when he told me to do acid as well since it helped him. We met up, he gave me the acid and some information about it so I knew what I was to expect.
I decided to take it two weeks ago. I took it at 11pm despite having a headache and I didn't feel anything except for me being more giggly and my jaw clenching. Then after an hour I could see some visual changes. The insect blood stains on my ceiling started and it looked to me as if they were bugs and that they were crawling over my ceiling. The hairs on my arm looked thicker and swirly. I decided to lay down because of the headache and I saw patterns moving, disappearing, re-appearing and some little rainbow colors on my wall. I thought to myself "Did my wall always look this interesting?" I asked myself throughout if I was tripping or not and I told myself I was just imagining things.
I began to lose track of time and before I knew it, it was already 2am. My headache got worse than before but I ended up forgetting who I was. Apparently this is called an "ego death." One experiences this with higher dosages but I experienced this at only 150 mcg. The recommended dose for a first-timer is 100 mcg. I tried to think who I was and how I got to where I was but everytime I tried to think, my head would just hurt so bad that I couldn't think at all. I read a post on a different forum where I posted a thread that I had taken acid for the first time and that post said "whatever happens, don't fight it." I reminded myself of that post and that is when I told myself "Oh well, whatever is happening now.. it's out of my control. I can't do anything about this and I should not let it bother me. Just like the problems I face in my life, they are out of my control and I should not let it bother me." Now it was 4:15am and my headache was so bad that I decided to lay down.
My eyes open. It's 6am now and I had accidentally fallen asleep. I remember feeling disappointed but also unable to really feel that emotion because I was just in a good mood and care-free. This is the comedown phase that I experienced but I still didn't believe I was tripping the night before. I say "night" because at 6am it was already completely light outside. I went to the bathroom and then back to my room (yes, I washed my hands guys, don't worry) and I listened to music. I was just vibing and stuff, really enjoying the songs I was listening to and I was also reflecting on what happened the night before. And I told myself, "that's right, I don't need to stress about these problems or be hurt by them or be affected by them because it's all out of my control." That is when I realize that a change took place within me the night before and that I was now completely over my problem and thus I had completely gotten out of my depression.
I eventually ended up sleeping at 2pm. I didn't believe I was tripping at all, mind you, because experienced trippers say you are unable to sleep for the next ten to twelve hours after taking the acid. Because if I fell asleep, how could I have possibly tripped? Impossible, I thought. I woke up at 11pm and I looked at my wall to see if it really was interesting and nope, my wall was plain boring. That's when I realized I did trip after all. So that in itself was quite trippy, to realize I tripped only after I was done tripping. Haha.
So yeah, that is my first and definitely not the last experience with acid. It helped me overcome my depression in just one night but that only makes me respect this powerful drug all the more. I will not be abusing drugs nor will I try other drugs. I like acid because it's non-addictive and there are no reported deaths from using it, except for maybe if you think you can fly and jump off of a building, but of course that doesn't really happen either, so you just gotta make sure you are in a trusted environment. I decided to trip alone but apparently people say you should do it with a tripsitter, especially if it's your first but I like doing things on my own. After all, I was the one dealing with grief all on my own for six years. I used to feel very lonely as a result of dealing with grief on my own and not sharing with anyone or letting anyone even know, whether friend or family, that I was going through a tough time. Now, despite the fact I'm alone (never dated, never had a relationship) I don't feel lonely, as crazy as it sounds. I have God to thank for that, there really is no other explanation.
