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polaroid of perfection
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: West Yorkshire
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I might have shared my mushroom experience here before.
If so, ignore ![]() It was still legal to buy them in ths country at the time, although rules were being stretched, so the Govt clamped down. I'd seen the sign outside the shop I walked past about them not being available much longer and not really thought much of it. But one evening I left work and decided on a whim to buy some. The shop owner was very responsible, gave me a crib sheet, talked me though it (after ascertaining it was my first time) even down to suggesting how much to take and the need to have a responsible person with me. So I went home and took what he had suggested. Nothing. Feeling reckless I took some more after an hour. Nope. This went on at more frequent intervals. By the time I was starting to feel the effects I was enjoying it and necked the whole bag. It wasn't a bad trip (except for the skulls) but it would have been so much better had I followed the advice. I'd had mild acid trips, and this would have been much more pleasant had I not started to stress out. Meh, alone in my flat with no idea it would end, no wonder I was stressed. The good news is I talked myself down (I told myself it would wear off enough for me to sleep by midnight, and it did, although I still had lovely mild trails of colour the next day) and I went in to work happy as Larry. I'd be very suspect of any hallucinogen* now, given my medication and previous suicidal thoughts. I'm glad I experienced it when I did. *technically they are not, but I've been shouted at for my pedantry for saying this before. Even when I was young enough to be considered cool.
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