Tripping and parents

What experience have you guys had with psychedelics and your parents/authority?

Whether it's getting caught, telling them you trip, tripping with them etc.

Personally when I was fifteen I came home tripping beyond face on shrooms and couldn't control my trip. My dad called me a pussy and took videos haha. Since then I've had multiple conversations about psychedelics with my father.

 

One time my parents came home early when I had planned a mushroom trip. My mother walks in on me and complains about the pot smell, they knew I smoked but did not like it. But while yelling at me she asks why my eyes are dilated (she is a nurse and notices these things). She tells me I look like I have had a brain injury and keeps asking what I took. I say well since I am talking I clearly don't have a brain injury. I try to say I am ok but I can not focus on her face, it keeps morphing. She never did figure it out, but the argument really put a downer on my trip. I am sure she googled stuff later and maybe did get a clue.

 

Closest thing I've got to getting caught is them finding a stray mushroom, and left it perfectly centered on my bed. Nothing was said.

 

I've talked with my parents while tripping before after coming home. I made sure I was in the dark so it looked natural for my eyes to be dilated. What's funny was, having a conversation seemed very easy! But like unfocusedanakin experienced, it really put a downer on the trip.

I couldn't help but think afterwards, did I look normal? Did I say the right things? We're the suspicious? It was all this afterthought that scared me the most

 

wow what? that's awesome. Sometimes I wonder if this type of parenting works better (for reasonably sane kids).

did you still grow up responsible/finish university and what not?

 

My dad is an old-school hippy and my mom did her fair share too in her day.

Both of them know that I have an avid pot habit and both know I have taken psychedelics.

They understand that, at least thus far, these things do not interfere with my life. My mom occasionally grumbles about my pot use but she sees how happy it makes me and how little it harms me, so she is generally cool with it.

I have smoked pot with my dad and had many conversations swapping stories about tripping.

 

Yeah I've done very well and my grades were good through high school. I never had any more trouble after that.

 

^ that is great. Solid too. See it works!

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avid pot use, thus far plan, sounds great -- hah! Hope you continue doing well as well.

 

I came home when tripping on dxm and my mom was really mad. I was all dirty and scratched up cuz I did the dxm with a friend at his camp outside of town. It was when I was rly immature so I didn't keep track of how many cccs I took..I couldn't fucking walk and kept falling for part of the trip home. She demanded me to tell her what I took and then I was taken tothe hospital. Our relationship has been rough ever since but we're rebuilding trust and I've learned to be more responsible with drugs.

 

Last summer my dad found out that I tripped acid and we talked, he decided he's ok with me tripping. He just said not to tell my younger siblings.

 

My mom is so cool about it she actually called me today to tell me about a program about LSD that was on the radio that I should tune into.

 

Wow you lucked out! My I inquire what program?

 

BBC was doing a bicycle day commemoration.

 

im smoking pot all since my 15, parents didnt find out till 17 i think . but when they did they were all about stoping me and telling how im going to fuck up my life, i think they wre just being parents.
so i had to find a job and ofcourse i was going to school. they thought if i havent had much time than maybe ill stop smoking.

..theyre okay with it now i didnt fucked my life haha and im pretty good in school.

 

I remember one time my parents were out of town, and I was tripping hard... Most intense trip I've ever had, my mom calls me... luckily the phone was in my bed because I wouldn't have been able to get up to answer it, so i answer the phone and she starts talking, and I can't even form a proper sentince... It felt like my bed was wobbling back and forth and rising, spinning around my room, etc... it was intense. I just kept mumbling the same words 'i'm sick, i'm sick... i'm sick..." its all i could say i kept saying it thinking that it was a good excuse as to why i sound so weird...

I don't even remember how that turned out... I don't remember the conversation ending or me hanging up, I just remember shooting off into space... lol

 

another time I took 4aces.. and was waiting for it to kick in, so i was downstairs in the kitchen... then my mom comes in and starts talking to me, and out of nowhere it just hit me... so again i went with the 'i'm sick' routine lol and sat down on the stairs because suddenly i felt like i couldn't make it up them... I'm sitting there, and next thing i know i feel like i'm floating on nothing... pupils are probably bulging out of my head by now, and i'm just sitting there with my mouth open staring at the floor while she talks to me about who knows what...

later that night she comes in my room, and im sitting in the dark watching my face transform into other faces with the mirror... she looks at me like dafuq is wrong with you kid? tripping bawls, that's what lol

 

What were u trippin on?

 

i didnt talk to my dad for about a week, the first time i did lsd i walked in and had the dumbest conversation with him... mind you i was high and happy and he was sober and still pissed at me... defiantly knew i was on something haha

 

This is what set/setting is for.

I would always plan out trips properly to ensure that there would be enough time to proceed with the trip free of interference from straight adults or LE types..

If you took a sufficiently large dose, getting caught by parents or LE could be a REAL disaster mentally ... On low doses, I can see how it could be managed but goddamn, people need to plan a better set/setting for these experiences.

 

When I was 14 or 15 me and a girlfriend took acid and went to hang out at this guys house. Our mom's were very controlling, figured out where we were and came and got us. When they walked in the room they both looked like evil monster skeleton women to BOTH me and my friend. They didn't even let us hang out together. We both went home to our families tripping.

My mom didn't seem like a monster all night, just when she walked in the room to get me. But my brother and sister, who were toddlers at the time were really fucking with me. They were crawling all over me like little squirrels.

My mom never had a clue I was tripping. Thank god. She probably would have called 911 or something.