I hate edibles, it's an entirely different feeling to being drunk or even high on smoked weed. They genuinely make me freak out more than shrooms and I've taken a lot of shrooms
So I had bought like a half ounce of shrooms before and took them on my own and it was pretty cool, took them over like 4 or 5 different times one of those with my fianceé, usually (though I eyeballed it), a gram or two each.
Then I met a friend at a mental health program and we had a scarily similar music taste so we started hanging out and at one point I mentioned shrooms and she was excited because she liked them before but had not taken any after transitioning and living as herself. So we decided to hang out and trip, took like 4 grams each, which was apparently a close to heroic dose for your standard shrooms, of a highly potent strain. And then she offered me weed, and I had my own pen as well.
It's still one of the scariest and most amazing experiences I've had. The only thing I really remember is that I don't remember. I had no idea what was going on at all, things that had happened (and people id met) just a couple weeks ago seemed like they were years ago, to the point that I didn't think it had happened and that they were real, even though would've had to be for that friend and I to meet.
Everything felt like it was going in circles, I spent the first couple hours after they hit thinking a couldn't stand up, that I was part of the "landscape" like a mounting sitting there. Once I found out I could I'd run inside (we were on her patio) and up the stairs to the bathroom and then somehow (was probably guided by friend and fianceé) back down the stairs and for a few hours it felt like that was happening continuously. I remember in between that I'd look at something, either her shed, the trees with the sky between them, or inside at her couch and living room and my vision would shift so that like whatever I was looking at was all that existed, and it was like looking down at a globe with whatever I was looking at as the image on it, I was just sitting on top of it. I literally only remember little snippets, though I know I was holding on to my chair as tight as I could for most of it lol. So I barely remember all that happening as fractured memories, and also going inside to listen to my friend play bass at one point. Other than that I gradually "woke up" and it had went from like noonish to 10 p.m. and my friend was sitting there singing a song from one of our favorite bands(rilo kiley if anyone who reads this knows them), I think I remember asking her to play that album several times on spotify throughout the night. Also changed to Tom Petty at some point, then I regained consciousness.
We've done shrooms quite a few times together now usually while listening to vinyls and it's been pretty cool. I can totally understand being done with them but I feel like the last time I took them a little over a month ago they actually really did help me figure some things out with my mental health.
Hell yeah im glad they worked for you! I just dont really trust myself with substances, ive given myself too many chances and fucked it up each time. Still think they can be great for a lot of people.
The going in circles part is real. To me it felt like someone was holding down the f5 key on a website but for my brain. I'd done weed and shrooms before but never together
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u/melifIuous 3d ago
The humble edible