Baad trip

Discussion in 'Magic Mushrooms' started by corey642, Mar 23, 2010.

  1. corey642

    corey642 Member

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    Recently my brother and I decided to try mushrooms for the first time. We decided that we would eat an eighth each and see tim burton's alice in wonderland in 3-D friday night. We went with 3 friends. One was the designated driver. The theater is 30 miles from home so we smoked blunts and bumped music on the way. Had a good time. My friend Jon pulls out our ounce of shrooms, and I looked them over for the first time. We arive and park in the lot. I ask jon to weigh out my eighth and he says he didn't bring his scale. I was annoyed but said nothing. So I guessed and ate a couple medium sized shrooms. I dipped mine in ranch dressing. My brother (CJ), and Jon put theirs in sandwiches. After I ate mine I put more in my pocket, in case I needed more (how wrong I was). We go in and buy our tickets. We were early, the first peolple to arrive. So we stand around waiting for the last show to be over when I (we?) start tripping. The patterns on the carpet were very entertaining. We decided to go outside and wait on a bench. I live in Maine and the winters suck. But this day in March was like the first day of spring. At this point I was tripping (enough) pretty good. Outside was beautiful. People started to arrive and go in the theater. I said that they must be going to see the same movie. Jon said no shit. Now alot of people were arriving. Being a Burton film I had expedted the Goths. But there were all kinds of strange people. There were some people in victorian clothing, and even a few in suits. It was weird. More people arrived. I said that we should go in now because there would be a huge line and we might not get the good seats in the back. No one was listening to me. I started to regret tripping with friends. I wished I was alone at home. I didn't want to go in by myself, surrounded by strangers and tripping balls, possibly being seperated by the group. So I waited. And waited. Finally someone says maybe we should go in before there's a huge line. I rolled my eyes and said nothing. When we went in there was a huge line. We waited. At this point we were surrounded by hundreds of people, and I was feeling a little claustraphobic. Also, I don't like crowds anyway. I couldn't wait to sit down. My sober friend laughed and said I was staring at him. I looked at the carpet again. I felt like I was in peoples way, possibly violating their personal space, but I couldn't tell if I really was or if I was being paranoid. Maybe a little of both. Now I was tripping hardest, too much for comfort in this situation. Suddenly the crowd around me starts moving around and muttering to each other. I look to see what's going on. What people are looking at. There's a guy lying on the floor. He's got a coke spilled all over him. I take a good look, to see who it is and whats wrong. It's my brother! He's twiching, maybe convulsing. I feel like I'm in a real life nightmare. Scariest moment of my life for sure. I think not now, I can't deal with this right now. I'm scared for my brother. What if he was dying? "CJ?" I muttered, not talking to anyone. I woman is talking to me. "Is he epileptic!?" she asks. Nothing like this had ever happened before, so I blurted out the only medical problem he had, "He has asthma" (lol). "I'm an MD" I think she said. CJ suddenly stands up, disoriented. "CJ, lets go to the car. Come on CJ. Let's go sit down." I heard someone say to their friend "oh my god is he driving?" We had to walk parallell to the line on our way out. HUNDREDS of people are staring at us. I look at the carpet. I almost felt embarressed, hundreds of eyes burned into me. But I was too shocked and scared for my brother to be embarressed. We step outside and I see an ambulence and cops parked, their lights flashing silently. Now I was scared. I couldn't deal with cops and paramedics. We get to where the car should be parked. There were alot more cars than when we arrived and I couldn't find the right one. I felt lost. I was finally relieved to find it. My brother was also visibly relieved. The doors were locked. Where was Jon and the others? Were they talking to the cops? We waited for a few minutes. I wanted to sit down! They showed up looking shocked and confused. After a few minutes of talking over the situation it looked like we weren't going to see alice in wonderland. I didn't give a shit. I was tripping to hard to watch it anyway. I wanted to go home. So we crammed into the car got the fuck out of there. I was afraid the cops might be looking for us. I was afraid that my brother might lapse again. I wondered if we got bad mushrooms. If we ate too many (duh), if my brother might be allergic. It was not a very happy ride home. I checked my pockets for my ticket and realized I had lost it. No souveneir. My friends decide to blast metal. I try to tell them not to. Not to exite CJ too much, but the music cuts me off. A little while later I try to talk to my brother, but he repeats what I say, as if he were mocking my words. I wondered if maybe I wasn't making sense, but I knew that I was. His mocking really agitated me. Especially since I was scared for him, and he and everyone else had just dismissed what had just happened. There is a little bit of conversation. I notice that Jon has not said a word. I ask him if he's okay, but he shrugs it off, annoyed. I felt more at a distance from my friends than I ever had. I thought of who I would go to when I went home. I realized (and I knew this, but with the mushrooms it hit hard) that there was noone I could go to. That I was (am) alone and have been for years. I felt small, scared, and alone in a huge and indifferent world. I wanted to cry but I held it in so as not to alarm anyone, or draw attention to myself. So I waited for the ride to be over. The entire time it felt like we were almost there. I look at Jon and my guts turn cold. I notice that Jon has blood on his teeth. I wanted to tell him, but I wasn't sure how hard he was tripping, and I didn't want to alarm him. What good could it do? Now I'm really scared. What have we done? I thought mushrooms were mostly non toxic? Was I (were we) poisoned? I think that I should drink alot of water, maybe help get the shrooms out my system. But we had quickly crammed into the car and my water bottle was no where to be found. I felt claustrophobic in this little car with 4 other people. We get to our town and we're headed to the driver's house. I didn't want to be around my friends any longer. I asked to go home. "You don't want to go to my house?" I didn't mean to be rude. Was I? I couldn't tell. "I've had enough for one day," I said, "I just wan't to go home and lay down." I wanted CJ to stay at my house so I could watch him, but he wanted to stay with the group. I felt bad leaving him, but there was nothing I could do. I went inside and stripped of my clothes and curled up in a blanket. I wasn't tripping as hard now, but I no longer wanted to trip at all. I felt alone. I wanted to cuddle with a girl, it would be comforting. But I'm such a loner my social network is almost non existant. I knew no girls. I thought about dark things with a sort of numbness. I thought of what suicide must must be like. For the first (and hopefully last) time the thought didn't scare me. I thought of the nothingness. How there can't(?) be relief in nothingness. I decided to eat something to maybe help flush my system. It then occured to me that I did not have any food, and had eaten nothing that day exept mushrooms. I ate the last food I had, an apple, and drank a glass of water. I was still hungry, and obviously I was still high. I wanted to go to the library so I could google mushroom seizures. Maybe CJ should be in the hospital right now. I got dressed and (realized I still had mushrooms, I left them at home) went to the library. I stopped at a store along the way and got some snacks. I tried not to grin when people passed by. I was still badly shaken and scared, but I couldn't help admire the beauty of the trees and the sky. The grass. The birds. I got to the library and sat down at a computer. I started to feel okay. As I was reading, I realized that there was a group of retarded/disabled people there. But not just that, some were terribly deformed. I could have done without that. I tried not to stare. Was I imagining it? I looked around. Other people looked fine. I went back to reading. Turns out CJ likely has a dormant case of epilepsy, and the shrooms triggered it. He probably shouldn't be seeing 3-D movies, or trying psychodelics. I went home and called my brother. He was almost sober now. He said "you don't know do you?" "Know what?" "Jon got arrested," he said. Jon had suddenly gone crazy and was convinced that he and CJ were dying. They tried to calm him down and he became suspicious of them. He started sweating. He took off his clothes and put on shorts. He decided he was going outside. They tried to stop him but he became paranoid and violent. He ran outside and started screaming that he had overdosed. Someone called the cops, they found the bag of shrooms on him, and he resisted arrest. He was shirtless and was covered in road rash. When he was sitting in the cruiser he just kept repeating "I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm dead." I was stunned by CJ's story. I was glad I had went home. That night I called my dealer and bought a huge bag of weed to calm my nerves and relax. I got baked. I told him - I'll call him G - my story. G asked to buy the shrooms I had left. I was glad to be rid of them. He weighed them. I sold him all of them, equal to about half of what I ate, and it came out to 3 grams, and they were very dry mushrooms. I must have eaten 6 grams. CJ and Jon ate a little bit more than me. I believe that mushrooms can be good. But I regret going with other people and tripping hard in public. I wish I had eaten a little at home, or in a field, or at the beach or something. I now mildly regret selling my mushrooms. I don't know why I'm posting this, maybe just venting out the nightmare. Anyway, if you try psychodelics, be careful. They definitly deserve respect.
     
  2. Grim

    Grim Wandering Wonderer

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    Jesus I think I had a bad trip somewhere in the middle of that wall of text.

    Sounds rough, but sounds like you came out of it pretty good.
     
  3. deleted

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    dont feel bad, so did i... :coffee:
     
  4. pr0ne420

    pr0ne420 Senior Member

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    I learn the hard way alot too haha. Many bad trips would have been avoided if people would have taken the advice to NOT see this stoopid movie on a psychedelic trip.
     
  5. corey642

    corey642 Member

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    A few days later I was bored and broke so I snuck into the movie in my town. I suspected it would suck (tim burton's new movies suck), and it did, but after what happened I had to see it. This time I only smoked weed.
     
  6. porkstock41

    porkstock41 Every time across from me...not there!

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    here was your mistake(s)

    FIRST time doing shrooms, and you decided to do it in public, and ate SIX GRAMS! you probably realize this though, as you said you should have eaten them at home.
     
  7. corey642

    corey642 Member

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    Yes, I know. I would only have eaten 3 grams (I know a girl who acts retarded with drugs, even weed, but handled 3 grams fine), but my friend didn't bring his scale like he said he would. And I wasn't sure of the weight by looking at them, as I've never done them. I thought I would eat a little and bring more if I needed it. A little turned out to be 6 grams+-. Even then I was doing good considering. Uncomfortable standing around in a crowd waiting is all. Until my brother started having seizures and someone called an ambulence/cops. Also, I'm never doing drugs with my "friends" again.
     
  8. auri_rain

    auri_rain Olá!Eu sou alto como uma.

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    i'm glad you came out of that alright
    do you think you'd ever try shrooms again or are you done with psychs?
     
  9. porkstock41

    porkstock41 Every time across from me...not there!

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    you shouldn't have tried to eyeball an eighth. maybe half an eighth, and that way if you overshot ....

    i think he'll try them again ;)
    he already said he regrets selling them all
     
  10. auri_rain

    auri_rain Olá!Eu sou alto como uma.

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    oh,right...haha :]
     
  11. Bad.Fish

    Bad.Fish Sex wee pon de babylon

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    How old are you man?
     
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    could of been worse, a gunman could of came into the theater and started shooting at random..


    [​IMG]...
     
  13. corey642

    corey642 Member

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    I'm almost 20. The other 4 were around the same.
     
  14. neodude1212

    neodude1212 Senior Member

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    I'm cracking open a beer right now in your honor corey642
     
  15. porkstock41

    porkstock41 Every time across from me...not there!

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    you love to announce the cracking of a beer.

    are you drinking too much, mister?
     
  16. neodude1212

    neodude1212 Senior Member

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    no such thing
     
  17. itsallgood

    itsallgood Senior Member

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    Bulmers bro, drink bulmers, its alcoholic soda.
     
  18. Omacatl

    Omacatl Senior Member

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    you got so lucky kid. it could have turned out a lot worse since the police got involved.


    Another lesson learned the hard way: shrooms are not a toy for going to see drab overhyped 3d flicks in crowded public theaters.
     
  19. Bad.Fish

    Bad.Fish Sex wee pon de babylon

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    :rolleyes:
     
  20. itsallgood

    itsallgood Senior Member

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    lol yes?no?maybe so?, your smiley face didnt cover my opinion well enough.
     

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