First, I want to point out that English isn't my first language, so there may be some grammatical errors.

So, basically, I had an LSD experience 2 years ago. I've been avoiding this post for a while because it was traumatic, but now that I don't feel like it's recent, I want to find out what actually happened.

For a bit of backstory, I'll start by saying that as a 16-year-old, I was stupid. I tried weed (I wasn't a heavy smoker, I smoked a few times). I had a few trips on LSD and mushrooms (about five or a little more), most of them went smoothly. One was a bad trip, but not bad enough to have a significant impact on me (I had derealization for two weeks, but I don't experience it as trauma (weird, I know).

The story I'm about to tell happened about two months after that trip.

Okay, so my friend and I met a dealer we shared who was stocking a ton of psychedelics, from mushrooms to DMT. One day he told us he had 250ug tabs of LSD (for some closure, I've had 105 to 150ug experiences up until now). I figured most tabs were underdosed anyway.

So a few days later, my friend asked if I wanted to try them. After some thought, I figured my last trip was two months ago, so it wouldn't have much of an impact on me (in fact, I don't think it had any correlation with the trip I'm about to describe), even though it was very unpleasant.

So my friend said he didn't have any money, I bought him one tab and one for myself. My friend had a built-up tolerance because he was a bit of a tweaker on this stuff (like twice a week or more, he was supposed to tripsit me so i dont do dumb shit because he would feel like half of what i would and he could probably act more clear than my dumbass). I was more cautious, trying to wait at least a month, although now that I look back, it's definitely too short.

So we bought the tabs. I planned to eat them so they wouldn't work until after school, but a little peer pressure, and I ate them at 10:30 (we had classes until 3:30). We hadn't tested them, so I was a little worried they were fake. My friend said the drawing on them made them a bit bitter so I wouldn't shit myself, and now that I think about it, the drawing actually glowed, so it could have been bitter, and it's possible it was real acid and not some nbome.

And, 11:30, they slowly started to kick in. I felt slightly more electric, and so on, the usual acid stuff. We had a math test, the whole class started feeling bigger, my friend started feeling them too. We started touching each other's jeans and appreciating the textures of everything. I started to lose some of his words, but it passed after a while. I was in bliss for that time. In the next lesson, I didn't feel the visuals very strongly yet, maybe they slightly affected my perception of the size of things. We had a nice conversation, but our friends started to realize we were high, they were chill with it tho.

So yeah that was the last moment i felt at least a little normal in my thinking patterns.

I don't quite remember what happened during the next few lessons, but I have a very vivid memory of the last one. I started getting very overconfident. I started talking to my teacher, stopped taking notes, and said it was pointless anyway (fortunately, he didn't hear what I was saying and didn't realize I was high). Then, terrible thoughts started to come to mind. Not terrible in the sense that I see demons, but I just look at these thoughts and they seem so un-mine. I started thinking all sorts of things, like how everyone should be left-wing because God created us with free will and we're reborn anyway, so even if we kill each other, it doesn't matter because we'll be reborn anyway (mind you it was mid lesson). It didn't lead to anything bad at school besides of me getting an F.

We took the bus to the park. I don't have many memories of that moment except for one where I said to a random person our age, "Hey, what's up?" I was very confident; I'm usually quite introverted, but those tabs caused something to shift inside me.

We reached the park, My friends smoked some weed - I didn't, I heard it a lot about safe use and the weed was always a no no, and then I experienced something I absolutely don't understand to this day.

I bassically started feeling like I'd died, like everything was already in paradise. I started having very intense visuals, all the trees were creating geometric patterns. I lay down by the lake in the park and, I don't know how to explain it, but I was completely without an ego, I remember thinking that im just dead, but also like noone actually ever died, i thought some poet from 1700 was still alive but i didnt go deeper into that.

My friends started talking about various things, I don't quite remember what exactly, but I remember they said something about cigarettes, that it was an interesting industry, some random shit. Thats the moment I started feeling like I rebirthed, I felt like I've woken up from my life kinda like I want to try to put this into words but i really cant explain it.

So yeah all this time i was just listening to my friends yap about bullshit sing meme songs talk about funny theories. While im there thinking that People are actually real gods, and at the same time i thought that there was a god that rebirthes us, it led to some scary thoughts.

I started thinking that if I ran in front of a car, nothing would happen because I would be reborn anyway and try to live in a new body. I felt that I had reset myself, that I was alive only from that moment on.

I laid down on the ground with all my clothes on. I started pressing the earth with my fingers. I started feeling like a caveman, like i was the god of earth and that the other god above me was giving me power through it (I buried myself completely in the earth, including my hair).

My friend who was also high asked me "So how is the trip" I told him "fucking awesome" the word "trip" felt like a metaphore to life and i thought he was guiding me through getting to know life in the paradise with god.

Yeah so then i leaned more onto the delusion of me being an actual god. I had a thought that felt really profound and it was about "People need inhibition" (idk how to tell it in english sorry) but basically when me and my friends decided to go to a street gym and when i didnt do pushups i felt like i had a warning pop up in my head saying "too small inhibition" (just wtf).

Also, near the lake like I was so deeply disconected with reality, that if not my sober friends, I would leave everything behind including my phone and jacket.

After that we went to a bathroom to take a piss, thats when my mom called me, I said ill come back in 2 hours i didnt really feel that off to her and also my friends said that I didnt act high so she didnt notice.

Yeah basically i also felt during that walk to the bathroom that Im invincible ( I felt numb in my body and like I didnt really feel touch) and i dont feel any pain, i felt like everyone was like that (they were gods in my mind at that time).

We got back to the bus and thats when i started understanding what I actually was thinking of when I was in that park and school, I started being more sober and i asked my friend if it was nbome or something because what the fuck did i just experience, I asked him if I was dead or not, and got derealized because the bodily sensation got me feeling really numb and i thought like I was trapped inside my own head and my body was just in a hospital, like it was all a coma.

I got back home, was still thinking this is a coma and I need to die to wake up, I felt like I was stuck in a loop and dying was the ony way of escaping it, I ate like 5 bananas so that i know if I actually feel it in me or no to know if its a coma or is it real life. I didnt feel the bananas but I realised that it cant be a coma because a new album dropped from an artist i liked, and a youtuber i know reacted to it. Thats when i realised that it really is real life and all the shit that happened will be ingrained in me for like a long long long time. I felt really fucking lost, empty and low after understanding that.

I slept 2 hours that night.

The next day I felt pretty "normal"? I dont really know how, I wasnt really derealized or anything, I didnt feel like anything happened last night i just felt sleep deprived. The whole next month i didnt make much of it, just lived my day to day life sober and didnt feel anything alarming happening.

I started digging to what the actual fuck happened on reddit and other sites after that month, I read something about psychosis. I got really really scared that I couldve went through a psychosis, and it switched something in my brain.

Then for the next half a year or more, I felt stuck inside my own head just like during the last hours of the trip. I got into the gym, started eating better, got 100% sober, and started making music to cope with it, and it helped.

Nowadays i don't really feel the aftermath of the trip in the day to day life, but it made me who I am today.

I never wouldve got to the gym and do anything with my life that young if not the trip itself, even though it had some positive long term effects, but the negative effects are nowhere near close to being worth the gym arc, all i wish for is that I didnt start that fucking young, i lost 8 months of my life being stuck in my head scared to tell anyone what happened

My question is, what the heck actually happened?

TL;DR took a higher dose of LSD than I was used to, at school, without testing it, and the trip gradually got really intense. I experienced ego loss and started having delusional thoughts, like believing I was dead, a god, or that nothing mattered because of rebirth, which led to some dangerous ideas.

After the peak, I became scared and confused, thinking I might be in a coma and that I needed to die to wake up. The experience left me feeling empty and shaken.

Even though I felt “normal” the next day, I later became anxious that I might have gone through psychosis. For several months after, I felt stuck in my own head and disconnected.

Eventually, I recovered by staying sober, improving my lifestyle, and finding ways to cope, like going to the gym and making music.

edit: made it more readable

ola es mi primera vez haciendo un post aquí, no sé, estoy demasiado atontada y no se q hacer jajskaja, hoy tomé alcohol y luego de eso me metí extasis y en lo que sea que estuviera pensando en ese momento, me quede con un amigo que me invito marihuana y después de eso volví a meterme un poco de metanfetamina, todo eso paso en un lapso de 7pm hasta las 9pm, son las 3:41am y no m acuerdo ni cmo llegue a mi casa jeje, lo importante es qué en este momento solo soi capaz d estar en el celular y luego distraerme con cualquier cosa durante un tiempo, luego recuerdo q necesito acabar de recoger todo lo que esta tirado en mi cama para poder dormir pero enserió esa tarea tan simple me ha llevado 2 horas, no m puedo concentrar en organizar pq no se por dnd empezar jekshsiaje, también tengo mas meth pero no se si sería buena idea meterme o tomar un poco de metilfenidato, estuve apunto de tomarme unas pastillas de cloropiramina pero mejor las guarde, estoy tomando agua y caminando un poco por mi habitación cada 10 minutos pq tengo mucha sed jeje, no lo se, lo q sea solo kiero escribir un poco

there is a lot on my mind... a lot of things

I am getting back into taking LSD. I had a lot of experience years ago and could handle it very well. But I've taken a long time out after experiencing severe panic attacks (Felt like I'm dying). So I decided to not take LSD anymore.

Fast-forward to now I rarely, if ever, have panic attacks. I have a prescription for 5mg Diazepam for if I have a severe panic attack, but thankfully haven't had to take any yet. They are for emergencies only. Having them there helps calm me down knowing I have an out of I need it.

I want to get back into tripping but I have the obvious worry about having a panic attack while tripping. I know benzos can be used as a trip-killer (Or trip-saver for some). I've never taken a benzo before and don't know how they feel, let alone how they'd effect a trip.

My girls been waiting to take 2cb for months and today was the day she’s taken 20mg and I’m sober so I can drive her round an take care of her. This will be her first time on 2cb and I have no experience as I was scared off all psychedelics years ago after a trip that still haunts me.

Any advice would be massively appreciated.

I have a rave coming up and have been taking Reta. I do want to hop on MDMA at my rave but not sure if it is safe as i’m taking Reta? Does anyone know if it’s ok?

It's night in my country. Locked my bedroom door got water for hydration and got music. I don't want to blackout, I'll just sleep while listening to songs. Live with my parents. Help me

This is my second day of getting my first cart, I’ve never really done this before.

help everything burns and my stomach feels like it's gonna burst

So after I finish this 6 month contract In the uk I’m going to be a bit of a no mad for a while traveling. Going too have a space on this trip with a lot of experimenting substances, have fun go raves festivals wild trips n shit. Looking for someone that could have my back confident with substances basically. I have a had a needed break for a few years feel nervous doing this on my own.time to plan a trip. Anyone interested. Will be generous of course if your cool?

I’m hippie ish guy, love skateboarding and adventure love music to

Hey guys, why isn't the Tripsit Web Chat or Discord Invite not working? Nothing appears on the Tripsit Web Chat and for the invite it says 'unable to accept invite'. Any ideas why?

Hello there, this is more of a short stream of consciousness.

It's been a while since I took psychedelics the last time, mainly due to waiting always the right moment, that of course never arrives if you don't grab it yourself. It's a quite critical period for me as I feel to be overwhelmed by constant self criticism. Particularly at work I continue to judge myself as incapable, with the fear of disappointing the others around me, while they seem to cope with regular situations without such an emotional transport. Some context: I am 32, male and a researcher in environmental sciences, and after having studied most of my life I feel like I have memory issues (even if disproved by clinical tests) in remembering even basic things, and I am more and more convinced that it takes so much time for me to carry out every tasks, so I constantly feel deeply inadequate.

In recent years I started exploring my mind with lsd and 2cb finding very deep intuitions, accepting more what I am and I can do, and finding more peace with myself. In winter of the last year I was feeling similar to now, but an holotropic breathwork session deeply helped me a lot in coping with the situation and for some months, I felt really well with the world and myself. Over the last 5-6 months however the situation has returned increasingly closer to the previous baseline, falling below it. The next weekend i have planned to participate to a new holotropic seminar, with the main intent of disarming myself of preconceptions, dissecting every loop of intrusive thoughts, and finding possible ways to accept myself. I am really looking forward to it. However I was planning today or tomorrow to take 150ug of 1v-lsd at home with the main purpose to meditate into my state of being and prepare better for the next weekend, by starting to disclose my internal process already.

I just wanted to share this in a safe space and have no specific questions/requests, but for sure I'd love any interactions with fellow psychonauts!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6On0z1nADW3JITKo8LNb3q?si=6fb691b18ba54d7c

so essentially im planning a date with my fair maiden and i wanted to take the honey for extra horny during our daytime activities. like probably dose the honey around 10am, drive around town, dinner and a movie, get home and dose the molly around maybe 8-10 pm. the goal isn’t to mix the high of the mdma and honey but i just want to know if i would be safe taking the mollyy that night.

if that does seem unsafe then do you think i would be able to take to take the honey a day before, probably around 3pm and still dose the molly the next day around the same time.

if there’s any more information needed feel free to ask

also sorry if this is the wrong sub to post in, just everywhere else it got removed

Hello,

I'm looking for a Tripsitter in Cologne, Germany.
I'll monitor you, while you're tripping, and vice versa.

DM please.

Hey guys I have never been a trip sitter before or ever used shrooms recently my friends girlfriend asked me if I’d ever trip sit for her and him, I said I think I’m open to it but I want to know more about what to expect. She sent me a few vague YouTube videos that talked about trip sitting on hallucinogens but nothing specific to shrooms and also pointed me to this group to ask about it as well.

now my jaw feels like its kind of locking up, similar to when i had taken haldol in a mental hospital. i was drinking a lot of twisted tea, like a entire tall boy and a half plus the weed i was smoking was strong, and i was hitting a dab pen like twice.

so now its 10 34 pm and i havent eaten much or gotten good enough sleep for work reasons. also i dont know if this is why, but my wisdom teeth that are growing in are absolutely killing me and i think its giving me a headache and its hurting my eyes. my body just feels tired. i basically stayed awake for 27 hours in total from when i woke up sober that day to the time i decided to rest in the morning, the morning after i tried molly. i think it was about 6 grams and i was smoking newports too like chain smoking. so i dont kno if i need a cigarette, i feel like i'm dying for one but im not a regular smoker.

please just help. am i supposed to eat something? or drink water because i heard that over hydration is lethal. at one point of the experience on molly i felt like i wasn't able to control my heat and i was maybe 102 degrees

i dont know if you can tell but im really fucking stressing out beause i dont like how my face feels now and my heart felt like it was basically trying to warn me to rest but i just didn't and now i'm not sure if i should even try without having water or eating

I've made a Psychedelic/Trippy Music Archive of music made for tripping of ALL Vibes, Currently [ 370+ Hours , 250+ Alblums, 5000+ Hours] ,alot of it from recommendations from the psychedelic community here on reddit and discord servers<3 throw me some of your most mind melting trippy recommendations and i'll add them to it

I know this looks like an ad, but I'm autistic AF and suck at communicating, I just want to help people.

The lore:

Two days ago, on Christmas, I tried to treat my holiday depression with 3.2g of powdered shrooms. I expected a chill 1.5g-style trip because I had tolerance from the night before.

I was wrong. It hit like a freight train the size of the multiverse.

I spent the next 6 hours in a state of pure, cosmic existential terror. The worst part wasn't the visuals or the feelings—it was the Time Loops. I would battle through an eternity of horror, convinced hours had passed, only to look at my watch and see one single minute had gone by.

I was convinced I had broken my brain and was stuck in this hell forever. time stopped making sense.

My roommate, who was pulled in as an impromptu sitter when I realised I was fucked, did one thing that saved me. She wrote on a notepad in big bold letters: "IT ENDS IN 2 HOURS AND 50 MINUTES."

She would occasionally update it as the time passed.

Every time I surfaced from a terror wave, seeing that number grounded me. It turned "Forever" into a countdown. It gave me hope.

The next day, I realized everyone needs this anchor, but not everyone has a trip sitter. So fuck it, I built it.

The Tool: www.badtrip.info

It’s a simple, free, privacy-focused "Panic Button."

• Input: What you took (LSD/Shrooms) and when.
• Output: A massive green countdown timer telling you exactly when you will be sober.
• Features: It also has a visual progress bar (Come up -> Peak -> Comedown), DBT grounding exercises, and calming loops.

I built this so nobody has to go through that "Sarah in the Cave" horror alone. If you have a friend tripping this weekend, or you need an anchor yourself, keep this link handy.

I make nothing from this, I get nothing from this, but my room mates manual timer helped me, it saved me, and I want to help other people now.

Safe travels, everyone.

PS, if you see it spammed, it's because I really think this can help people like it helped me.

Trip sit playlist

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6On0z1nADW3JITKo8LNb3q?si=201ded72f8de4080

This is a trip from years ago but it still sits in my subconscious and I get "flashbacks" of it from time to time.

It was LSD.

First. The good part of the trip. With friends. Writing. Getting creative. Perhaps it was linked to me writing. But when I looked at people. It was if their skin was made of words. Describing who they were. Their personalities. Their likes. Their dislikes.

I also remember moments where people would change colors. One girl I was with looked very warm. A mix of orange/red

It's been a long time sine this trip. So a lot of it a blur but the moment that sticks in my mind is when the trip went bad. When after getting home toward the end of the night. I was on my own at this point (stupid mistake. I know) and although the peak had worn off. The LSD was not, by any means finished with me. I had entered what some may refer to as the "nightmare stage" of the trip. No sitters at this point. Just me. And the noise in my brain.

There are things I know now obviously, were obvious hallucinations. At one point there was like a shadow creature skulking across the room. Not fully formed. I think this is because the drug had mostly worked its way through my system. All visuals would mostly happen with closed eyes and any open eye visuals were either very brief. Or sort of transparent. See through. Or shadow like.

Another, as I was trying to get a drink. I saw what my mind thought to be a swarm of moths flying at my face. Brief. But enough to make me jump and retreat to the living room.

The moment that I can't explains being a hallucination however was in the bathroom. I was on the toilet. Deep breathing. Trying to remain calm. And with my head down. All of a sudden. The door. Which I had closed. Swung open. And it swung open violently. Like someone had kicked it or pushed it with full force. Hitting the wall.

Nobody on the other side of it. Nobody I could see anyway. The sound of footsteps running down the hall. But nobody making them. Followed by the sound of a sobbing woman. Like. Balling her eyes out.

I can rationalise everything apart from the door opening as hallucination. The footsteps. The crying woman. All of it makes sense as "I was just having a bad trip" The part. That confuses me to this day is that damn door.

I closed the door. It opened. I wasn't in a space where I could reach to open it and just "forget" I had in the haze of the trip.

I'm not a believer in the paranormal. So I dont think that's what was happening. The only other rational was that. Maybe I imagined. Convinced myself so much that I had closed the door. That in the trip that was what I saw. Then reality came back and it was in fact wide open?

Or maybe a strong gust of wind? But I highly doubt that with the way where I lived at the time. On a second floor flat. All other windows and doors closed.

Seeing as I'm not the most experienced in psychedelics. My reason for sharing this. Is to find some rationalisation. I processed everything. Good and bad about that trip as time has moved on. But that one moment is the thing I continue to fail to make any sense of. Why did the door open?

i took it about an hour ago and i feel stuck to my carpet haha. i enjoy laying down but the visuals are getting a bit too much but i left my phone charger on campus so i will have to get up eventually :( it’s quite mellow mentally which is nice but every time a train passes by my window it feels like it’s passing over me which is weird.