I did shrooms for the first time yesterday

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Shrooms are kinda ehh...not worth the risk. I did have a great experience playing through part of Dead Space 2 with a buddy though. That was hysterical.
 
I tried the laughing shrooms when I was in Amsterdam. The high didn't last very long. Maybe about a half hour or so. Anyway, when the effects began I felt a tingling sensation in my jaw and I began to laugh uncontrollably. It was fun at that time but the come down was awful. I never felt so paranoid in my life. My mind was racing and I kept wondering what my friends were thinking, why are they looking at me etc.

I don't know if I would do it again.
 
they're intermediate level drugs, I wouldn't recommend them to anyone who has not experienced the extremes of alcohol or marijuana.

I've certainly experienced the extremes of alcohol. I guess we could get into the whole "it's technically a drug" thing.

I just think I have the right attitude for it. I have an insatiable craving for both the sublime and the absurd.
 
I've done shrooms twice, both in Amsterdam. The first time was one of the greatest, most fun nights of my entire life. I was with a big group of people and we were all tripping and having a fantastic time. The second time I ended up running down the street in my underwear screaming because I thought my heart was about to stop. And then I couldn't sleep for 2 days.

Personally I wouldn't take them unless they were bought over the counter again
 
I tried shrooms once many many years ago and that was the single most horrific night in my life. I was still very inexperienced with any drugs in general (had smoked pot like twice before that) but somehow I let a friend talk me into doing it. He was suppose to do it with me, but had to leave at the last minute and I ended up doing it by myself around all my friends who were completely sober. It probably didn't help that I'm a natural worrier and was already anxious about doing it in the first place.

God, you talk about a night from hell. I saw shit I never want to see again in my life including Marcy Darcy from Married with Children and Johnny 5 from Short Circuit dancing on a bus with strobe lights together. The worst was when I was already freaking out and I looked at the TV to see some guy giving a monologue in a commercial literally turn and look straight at me and say "And I want you too". I nearly lost my shit.

Just thinking about that night makes me anxious again. I swore off ever doing anything that alters your mind beyond a few giggles ever again. I'm glad some people enjoy them but it's definitely not for me =\
 
Acid is much better than shrooms, at least initially.

Shrooms demand that you have more experience and context.

I did both in the same night! Went to this house party put on by a couple of DJ mates at a farmhouse on the outskirts of town. The cops rocked up about 6am, at which point I was incapable of comprehensible speech. I think being in an enclosed space and not having to talk to people was good. It was like being in a cocoon.
 
What? lol

Other way around. Acid is FAR more likely to take you down a bad trip.

Yeah, way more likely to lose it on Acid. I did a LOT of Hallucinogens in the late 80-90's..... Never really had bad trips, but I was always able to remember that I was off my face. Many people can't do that. On mushrooms never really saw anyone in a state that couldn't be sorted with "Here take a toke on this". On Acid I saw people lose it big time. I ended up just doing it with people I knew were ok on it. It was too much of a pain to down it with newbies.

Biggest problem with shrooms is the stomach pains and the fact it tastes like boiled shite. I once threw up projectile style over a large group of diners in the cafe at the Brixton Fridge in London due to Shrooms. Fortunately they had their backs to me and I legged it before they clocked me as the culprit.

Now if you really want to go down the rabbit hole, DMT.

Now the one thing I will say is, I never encouraged anyone to try Hallucinogenic substances. They are dependent on the user, if you have an issue, they will bring it to the fore. But in their defence I never became reliant on them, and haven't done anything for years. Not that I have a problem with them now, I just stopped.

Oh and never do Shrooms, acid and E's at the same time, then go to a Trance all nighter. They don't mesh well, weird feeling, it's like the 3 drugs fight each other for control and you go through all 3 feelings every couple of minutes, but never all at once.

Do try LSD and UV table hockey. You'll see the angles, SEE THE ANGLES!
 
Shrooms are great. What else is there to say? Just don't take them alone or with a sober tripsitter (that's stupid). And don't underestimate them, they are ritual drugs that will take you to a higher or different level of experience.

OP shouldn't take them though, that aggressive episode sounds scary.
 
Biggest problem with shrooms is the stomach pains and the fact it tastes like boiled shite. I once threw up projectile style over a large group of diners in the cafe at the Brixton Fridge in London due to Shrooms. Fortunately they had their backs to me and I legged it before they clocked me as the culprit.

fucking hell
 
I've only tried shrooms a few times and I wish they were easier to come across. I had an absolute blast, entertained my friends and in the morning I felt completely fine and refreshed while all my friends were hung over from the booze.

Anyway, my most memorable trip involved finding the absolute meaning of life (apparently when asked, " responded with "it's everything man. EVERYTHING") while drinking a blue rasberry slushie that just blew my friggin mind. Night ended watching The Mask. I kept imagining Jim Carrey morphing into a werewolf and giggled at this until I fell asleep.
 
Took them only once, in Bali (where they are legal). We went to the party street afterwards and it was certainly a wildly entertaining night.
 
Would trip in high school; would have 2-4 friends over to my house; we would trip in the basement while my Grandmother was upstairs.

We would crack up; watch trippy flicks, watch the patterns on the walls change. Checking out a mirror is worth it.

As the trip went on we would usually venture outside; take in nature - watch the trees sway.

Never had a bad time on them. I wish I remembered half of the worlds problems we solved on those nights.

My Grandmother still talks about how we'd have friends over and crack up all night.
 
I had a creative writing assignment in college, so I wrote about my experience with shrooms a few days prior. I got an A- with "Mushrooms will fry your brain!" written below it. I wish I knew what I did with that paper.

Then a few years later I saw Speed Racer in IMAX on shrooms. I thought the movie was going to win academy awards as I was watching it, then read impressions the next day and saw that it bombed and got horrible reviews.
 
Eventually we parted ways for a brief period and I just stood around in the rain looking at the trees, sky, and grass, and this is when I began having really bizarre thoughts about my life and reality in general. The thought occurred to me that everyone that happened before this moment was fake, all the people I've met and things I've experienced, etc. I became animalistic and didn't feel human, it was very bizarre.

Pro-tip: probably never take mushrooms ever again if you're looking to avoid a lifetime of debilitating mental health issues that will ruin your life, and potentially/probably, the lives of your nearest and dearest.

This is what happened to an old friend of mine and it is the absolute pits. For the record, I've done them myself twice - once was great, once was not so great. The issue is that once the train leaves you've got no real idea where its going and no way to stop it. If it decides to take the scenic route through the existential abyss, then you're basically fucked, and it sounds like the OP has a solipsist for a driver. I've met someone with solipsism and they thought they were being punished in hell every waking moment of their life.

TL:DR; No more mushrooms for you OP!
 
Pro-tip: probably never take mushrooms ever again if you're looking to avoid a lifetime of debilitating mental health issues that will ruin your life, and potentially/probably, the lives of your nearest and dearest.

I don't think Shrooms cause mental illness, but like Acid they will bring it out. Chances are it's more of a shortcut than waiting for it to happen. Bottom line is everyone I've seen fucked up on Acid wasn't quite right in the first place. Had issues they'd kept buried, wrongs they'd never righted etc. Hallucinogenic drugs MAKE you face yourself. Many people really don't like what they find.

My personal feeling is it's linked to ego, you have people who fake ego and say "Yeah man give me five oh those double dipped white lightnings, I can handle it bro!" They're the ones who end up shitting themselves because Satan is knocking on their bedroom door asking if they want a cup of tea. You have people with no ego who spend hours just questioning what their actual purpose in life is, doing LSD just amplifies this feeling 100x. Then you have a few people with selfish ego's, I count myself amongst them, these people know what they are, know what their failings are, know what bothers them, but accept it and move on. I think it's possibly a little sociopathic, not that I don't have empathy, I do. But I get over issues very quickly. If I can't change it, I move on. The other group are the ones who are just an Oasis of calm, you've all met people like that, great people to do LSD with.

Anyway, talking acid whilst drinking beer, I better head over to drunkGAF before I get in trouble.

DO drugs kids! Just never let drugs DO you!
 
... The thought occurred to me that everyone that happened before this moment was fake, all the people I've met and things I've experienced, etc. I became animalistic and didn't feel human, it was very bizarre. I looked at a logo on my shirt and at this moment I felt as though I was in a video game or something. My friends eventually found me, picked me up and started taking me to the car, to which I still felt a bit on shrooms and felt like I was in a zombie movie or something eerie...
Despite not enjoying it, in terms of unenjoyable trips, that's actually about the best you could hope for. I think you lucked out. Take from the experience what you need, and leave it be. I probably shouldn't, but I'll share the last experience I had with mushrooms. It's not a pleasant read, so avoid if you're not feeling up to it.

I used to do a lot of drugs when I was younger. Acid was the hardest I went, and once or twice of that was more than enough for me. Mushrooms, however, were a favourite of my circle. A few months after I "quit", I decided to re-visit one last time for old times sake. Things did not go well. Keep in mind that prior to this experience, I was a well adjusted individual with no mental health issues of any kind.

Initially, things were right as rain. The world around me consisted of thoughts that expanded and contracted as they do, and my ideas folded in on themselves and revealed new and interesting nothings that I couldn't vocalise. And then... something happened - I became aware of my altered state of mind. Not just acknowledging that I was tripping balls, but I could understand, comprehend and feel that my mental state was altered, and that I was not in control of this sensation. Somewhere, I became detached from my own mind. Two of me where thinking at the same time. One part of me knew what was happening, and was observing and understanding with the clarity of a sober mind. The other part of me was experiencing this new sensation unshielded, and eventually this second part became trapped in a loop of thoughts that I couldn't control.

The part that could understand was afraid - it knew what was happening, and that it wasn't normal. And then it was afraid of being afraid. And every few moments when the sober part re-realised I was afraid, it magnified the emotion of the other part. I realised I was unable to break the mental loop of fear. Every thought I could muster was interrupted by the inescapable sensation of pure terror. I never knew a person could be so afraid. Afraid of nothing, but absolutely so. Pure, undiluted, uncontrollable terror. And then things got bad.

At this point I had left my friend's house, walking the streets in the late night, rambling to myself about being afraid of being afraid. I couldn't control myself. I felt like my skin was on fire, and I kept feeling my chest to check my heart beat, only to find it beating faster and faster. The sober part of me knew that this was dangerous, and its understanding only fuelled the fear. And then that fear triggered the fear of being afraid, making everything worse. I knew that if I was found like this, I would be treated for drug-induced psychosis. But the fear wouldn't let me rationalise. I began to picture myself trapped in an asylum, forever unable to break my mind free of the mental loop of fear. And then I really started to lose it.

My fear of this fictional asylum took over my mind, and I was actually there. I couldn't control anything, but I could feel it as real as anything I've ever felt. And it felt like a life-time of events playing out all at once. Being spoon fed meals as I fought away orderly's, my family trying to visit me only to be pushed away by my mental breakdown, being used as examples of what not to do, my girlfriend leaving me, etc. Every emotion - the fear, the shame, the helplessness, the loss, the depression - hit me like brick wall, over and over. I couldn't break the loop. And every time I realised I couldn't break the loop, it made me more afraid. My whole life played out before me as real as anything I've ever encountered. I was alone in a padded room, crying, helpless and alone. That's the last thing I remember.

I woke up in my bed at home in the morning. I'd even managed to put on my pyjamas. To this day I don't know how I got there. No one's ever mentioned anything about it. This is actually the first I've ever really gone into it. As I laid there in my bed, I realised my heart was beating normal, my thoughts were my own again. But I remembered every single moment of that experience. And I still do. I can recall it as if it were yesterday. Hell, typing this out, my hands are shaking, and my hearts running faster. I'm still afraid of that feeling, and every now and again I feel like I might be slipping back into it. I never have though, and I've gotten good at pulling myself back. But its always there. Always.

Since that night, I've had countless mental issues. I'm significantly more aware of my own body - hyper-aware, really. I can feel my heart beating every moment of every day. You ever had that mental thing pulled on you where someone says "You are now manually breathing" or "You are now manually blinking", and it makes you aware? I live that. Every day. Anxiety is a major concern for me. I can't drink caffeinated drinks anymore - it raises my heart rate every so slightly, and I feel it, and my mind begins to think its slipping back into that feeling. I get anxious sitting in the cinema, and often have to skip movies on the big screen and watch them at home. I usually have to excuse myself during social gatherings because its so overwhelming, and I have to sit in the bathroom and practice controlled breathing for a while until my heart stops racing.

I have good days and bad days, but I'm a lot better now than I was for a while afterwards. There are days where I don't even think about it. But I know I can never go back to the way I was before. So, my advice: quit while the goings good - you don't wanna be there when it goes bad.
 
I really

Really

really want to try shrooms but I've never done drugs and don't know where to get them

Bro, I wouldn't start on shrooms. My first time tripping on shrooms came after only a few months of smoking weed occasionally. I was NOT prepared. It's more intense than you think it is. I also really wanted to try them.
 
We were having a party at my parents place while they were out of town. It only 7 people and we were all doing acid (mid-90's acid was the absolute best). It was 2 of my friends' first time hallucinating. We start to go up and one of my friends who had done it before began confessing his love to another good friend's girlfriend. Right in front of him. Then it got weird. My two first time friends were having a blast. The guy who'd done it before, my best friend since the second grade starts freaking out. Everyone else is enjoying the pool. He's in the basement pacing back and forth wondering "what if it never ends". My trip was ruined when I went to check on him and he's saying "it will stop if I kill myself". I'm tripping just as hard as he is, talking him down from the ledge for a solid hour and a half. Awful.

It happens. Not everyone can handle it. Of course, he ended up having mental issues. I'm certain they were pre-existing.

The closest I came to freaking out was when 5 friends and I decided to go see Event Horizon opening night in a huge theater with a big, big screen while on acid. It was traumatic, to say the least.
 
When I was a child I was sick and some medicine I was prescribed caused hallucinations. I still recall part of the experience quite vividly. Had a white trashcan next to me in case I needed to throw up, and the bit of dirt in the bottom started moving like ants. This morphed into "magic plants" with psychedelic colors growing out of the trashcan. It was terrifying, probably doubly so for my mother as I narrated about the bugs and magic plants when she was sitting there keeping an eye on me. That was enough of a hallucinogenic experience for me. I see why some people would be attracted to the experience though. It's pretty wild. But you're fucking with your brain chemistry for fun. Doesn't seem like a great idea in general.
 
Some people can't handle what they find out while being on shrooms. Some people can't handle taking a long hard look at them selves.
 
I don't think Shrooms cause mental illness, but like Acid they will bring it out. Chances are it's more of a shortcut than waiting for it to happen. Bottom line is everyone I've seen fucked up on Acid wasn't quite right in the first place. Had issues they'd kept buried, wrongs they'd never righted etc. Hallucinogenic drugs MAKE you face yourself. Many people really don't like what they find.

I agree with your 'shortcut' comment - I don't think they cause mental health issues in and of themselves, but they can bring it on. That was kindof my point - you just don't know where they're gonna take you, and where they're gonna leave you. I think OP has had a lucky escape!
 
Had the same bizarre thoughts as the OP; just believed I have had a false identity all this time. Music and thinking about life was great. Too bad my friend ruined it and experienced the same type of violence, screaming and whatnot. I ended up getting sick he gave me so much anxiety. Probably shouldn't have done it while parents were home.
 
For me I realized it's less about being in a "positive mindset" and more about knowing how to just let go. Let the mushrooms carry you through an inner adventure. Let them show you things about yourself, and about the Universe.

Every trip has strange elements with anxiety, but thus is life. Shrooms change perception but they don't change the rules. You're still you for all it's sadness and glory.
 
I really

Really

really want to try shrooms but I've never done drugs and don't know where to get them

As long as you're in a good place mentally (not depressed) and don't freak out when you notice some change in perception you'll be fine. First time I did shrooms was on a beach at 11pm with two other friends, ended up staying at that beach all night. Super peaceful, had a blast. I like acid a lot more than shrooms, but depending on where you are acid might be harder to find.
 
I freaked right the fuck out on my first trip. The first half was fantastic but I seriously thought I had gone perma-retard for a little while during the peak, and just felt like a rotting corpse during the drop off. It scared me half to death and I swore to never do it again. For a while afterwards, I couldn't even smoke weed because I would get major claustrophobia even outside. I felt like I was locked up in my body and couldn't get out, it was really fucked.

But! In retrospect, it was a good experience. Shined a light on my darkness. Changed who I am for the better. It took a while, I've had highs and lows since then, and still do. But no regrets anymore. Thats what I mean by accepting bad trips and not being afraid to have them or try to prevent them or have the idea that if you do have them your doing something wrong. Its perfectly natural, everybody has their problems and these drugs can and usually do bring them up to the surface. They suck to deal with at the time but it can be extremely beneficial to do so in the long run.
 
Some people can't handle what they find out while being on shrooms. Some people can't handle taking a long hard look at them selves.

I think it's pretty arrogant to assume everyone who has a bad trip on shrooms are bad people or somehow dishonest with themselves.
 
I tried truffles while over in Amsterdam, but they weren't very visual. I'd love to try shrooms but that's not likely.
 
I think it's pretty arrogant to assume everyone who has a bad trip on shrooms are bad people or somehow dishonest with themselves.

Frankly I'm not sure anyone should be able to handle taking a long hard look at themselves, if that's what is happening. It's not really about strength of character or how tough someone is, it should be devastating, that's because/why we rarely do it in the first place! Psychedelics can catalyze some personal insight, but I think their potential for personal growth is overstated by those enamored by the experience (which I was for a while). It puts some things into motion, crudely, but developing awareness is a natural process that can't be caused by taking a drug, not yet at least. If that's genuinely what you're after, take up meditation.
 
Love them, its season here where I am so im picking every weekend. Most beautiful times of my life were my wedding day and the first day I took my home grown Cubensis. My wife is pretty straight edge, doesnt drink, smoke dope, doesnt even take panadol but even she loves mushrooms, its the only drug she takes.
 
Shrooms can be intense if you don't know how much you're not taking.

Personally, I've had some great times with shrooms while doing something memorable. Go on a hike and chill out.
 
I am open to trying shrooms but I have heard a lot of bad experiences. At the moment I stick with PAX. If you're unfamiliar with it you should really invest. Saves weed and gets you buzzed faster. I do have a question thought. What is the best way to have shrooms? I have had a few buddies who made it into tea and others who have it with reeses peices. Do share.
 
Ive always been afraid of doing shrooms. My life is fucked up most of the time and I get depressed from time to time because of it. I dont know if when I do it im gonna enjoy it or end up having a terrible trip and killing myself. Love getting high but I dont think ill ever do anything else other than weed specially shrooms.
 
Shrooms (and ecstasy) saved my life.

Acid destroyed it.

I am now all the better for it, but the last acid trip I took sent me into a year-long struggle to not throw myself in front a bus (with another two years after that dealing with some serious anxiety problems). Do I regret any of it? Not at all. Do I regret some of the decisions I made that lead to that point? Absolutely. The acid didn't make me crazy. It was the shit I was hiding from that I was confronted with and tried to push away even more that fucked me up, and the continued neglect and attempts to ignore my problems post-trip that fucked me up. For a long time I thought I had developed a mental illness, but it wasn't until I began to confront my issues that I saw that I wasn't crazy; I was just young, ignorant and running away from things I never wanted to deal with but should have done much earlier in my life.

In the end, acid woke me up, but I wasn't prepared to deal with the consequences.

Would I do it again? I think so. Given the right space and time, I would do it, but I won't be diving in anytime soon.
 
Ive always been afraid of doing shrooms. My life is fucked up most of the time and I get depressed from time to time because of it. I dont know if when I do it im gonna enjoy it or end up having a terrible trip and killing myself. Love getting high but I dont think ill ever do anything else other than weed specially shrooms.

Mushrooms make you very susceptible to both internal and external influences and a few errant thoughts can suddenly be magnified causing a good trip to spiral into a bad one. In highschool we used to do mushrooms in groups of 20 or so as it gave a good base for exploration and allowed people to mingle with those they felt drawn to. However the best experiences (I had) were out in nature watching the day transition into evening and then night.

It is a good idea to have some measure of control over the things you will come in contact with until you are comfortable with them. I would often get audio hallucinations where my mjnd would construct phantom dialogs out of words picked from multiple simultaneous conversations. Very exciting or paranoia enducing! I also would get pattern repitition visual hallucinations where something like words written on the back of a gum wrapper would replicate so that everything I looked at had that overlay.

I personally found the fallout of acid to be a turn off and mushrooms just felt a bit cleaner (and the come down not as grinding). I wish that I still had a group of friends to do them with.
 
I've done shrooms a handful of times. The strangest time was the first experience where I ended up at a frat party knowing only a couple of guys. Somehow ended the night on a couch in some apartment smoking pot.

I talked to god that night and I'm not religious.
 
Eventually we parted ways for a brief period and I just stood around in the rain looking at the trees, sky, and grass, and this is when I began having really bizarre thoughts about my life and reality in general. The thought occurred to me that everyone that happened before this moment was fake, all the people I've met and things I've experienced, etc. I became animalistic and didn't feel human, it was very bizarre.

This introspection stage is one of my favorite parts of tripping. One time I left the group I was with and sat on a bench by a lake for like 2 hours waxing nostalgic on my past, present, and future. It made me feel inspired to better my life.

I want to trip again so bad.

The best part though was being a passenger in a moving car, holy shit was that incredible feeling.
 
The best part though was being a passenger in a moving car, holy shit was that incredible feeling.

One of my absolute favorite acid moments was coming down from a trip in the backseat of my friend's car as the sun was rising. The feelings and thoughts going through me at that time were otherworldly.
 
obligatory joe rogan ranting about DMT
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grcqs9cDuN8

Yeah that's about right. Weirdest shit I've ever done. I remember my mate doing it once and getting up from the Sofa 3 times and eating a piece of bread from the kitchen each time, he then swore he'd spent a whole day sitting on the Sofa, and had only moved to eat Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner. The trip lasted about 20 minutes.

DMT time effects are mental, you have a completely different sense of the passage of time to those around you. It's the weirdest feeling, like you are one step away from peeling the veneer off the universe and seeing what's underneath.

I kept trying to juggle on DMT but never managed it, on LSD though I became a much better juggler than I am straight. I always hoped I could move that time dilation from DMT over to juggling. Weird thing is that juggling under LSD becomes less organic and more mathematical, you forget how many balls you have and just make a pattern, wonderful feeling. Juggling on Mushrooms only works if you're outside and juggling fire. Weird but true.

Hmmm, is there a Juggling Gaf I wonder....
 
I took LSD for the first time last month with a friend of mine. I was super nervous leading up the the whole thing, but I eventually just said "Fuck it" and took the plunge. Turned out to be some weak shit so nothing really happened. At one point another friend of mine started talking about some of the scary shit he has seen while on drugs, which made me a little anxious. After that things kinda just went back to normal. The only real effects that I had was really bad gas and the inability to sleep that night. I ended up hallucinating more from the sleep deprivation at work the next day than the acid.

My friends have been talking about getting some mushrooms recently, but I'm not really sure if I want to try them. The things people tell me about the experience sound intriguing, but I not sure if I trust my brain not to completely ruin the experience.
 
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