First BAD trip

[nicholson_tyler]

The only real moral of this story is, unplug your phone when tripping on anything hard.. me and my pal took abotu 20 mg of 5meodipt, had a few beers and probably smoked about 8 or 9 grams of very good marijuana.. Short story is, when i was on all of this, my girlfriend of 2 years broke up with me over the phone.. Now you dont know a BAD trip until that happens..also, my freind picked up the phone and tripped out thinking it was the front desk security saying they know we have weed and were going to bust us, we then proceeded to flush some of the weed thinking they were coming to bust us.. MORAL OF THE STORY! UNPLUG PHONES! i have never had a bad trip or done anything stupid like this before, the phone is evil and will never be plugged in again when im on anything

[blue jammer]

Sounds grim that one. <img border="0" src= "smileys/smiley6.gif">


Nothing as bad as that, but when on 2-ci, a ringing phone was a real battle to deal with, and speaking to straight-headed people on the other end of it was even more bizarre lol


I felt like I had to hide the fact I was tripping, but when asked if I wanted cabbage or cauliflower with my sunday roast proved too much, as I had no idea what either was lol

Agreed, switch your phone off, or don't accept calls from your mother, asking super normal sunday dinner questions! <img border="0" src= "smileys/smiley15.gif">

[searcher]

I remember the very first time i tripped on some acid. I was talking on the phone to a friend...then things got strange. I saw butterfly patterns and alot of fractals and thought some strange thoughts. My sense of touch was affected andI had trouble keeping my thoughts coherent .. I think it affected me perminantly.

[discobloodbath]

the first bad trip i had was on mushrooms... It was the second time i tried it and my friends and i were on are way to santa monica to go see a movie so two of us decided to eat a bunch on the way and when we got there it was horrible. The parkinglot felt lopsided and i kept stumbling and wanting to puke.... As we walked out of the parking garage thru an alley my sober friend walked ahead of us and he seemed to just stretch farther and farther away which made me freak out even more.. as we walked along the crowd of people they seemed to zip by in streakings of color which was both beautful but creepy (hey it was my second time i wasnt prepared:o))... me and my friend had to sit on benchs while my sober friend went shopping, trying to contain the urge to puke or scream... needless to say we decided we we're to out of it to stay... but when we got home i felt better and enjoyed what was left... but i have to say it was amazing... yes it was bad but still a bad trip can be intresting... take the good and the bad

[Tony Blair]

Usually forums are not emotive places for me, but I am really feeling for you, nicholson..



On a lighter note: Mr. BlueJam - My mum has an inbuilt sensor, she knows if I am up on something, and then phones :)

[Guest]

My first bad trip was on mushrooms. I took and eight and a half of what i later found out to be some really potent stuff. Even the come up was intense. I spent the majority of the night in a room lit only by a black light; needless to say that was interesting. At some point i forgot i took mushrooms and who i was for that matter. My memories of the night are very fragmented I remember my friends all sitting around me, and thinking that they were demons sent to torment me. At one point one of my friends stood over me and asked me if I was alright; I threatened to kill myself to him. I remember thinking time was circular and I was experiencing the same hellish loop over and over again; probably b/c my friends spent the whole night arguing and smoking blunts. I ended up coming to the conclusion that I was in hell and permanently insane. At some point I fell asleep and when i woke up i was fine. The lesson I learned: eat mushrooms in increments of sixteenths.

[Maxamillion]

My first bad trip was on LSD, New Years Eve, when I was in High School.......I took three hits.....the night took on a very depressing theme...I started thinking about every "bad" thing I had done....how I was not really giving a shit about my future....about a good friend I had stood up...etc. I ended up calling my friend and all I could get out is "I'm sorry".....I was totally consumed.......I called my brother to come get me...went to my parents house, and when I could see straight I filled out my college apps. I think this bad trip (in it's depressing nature) had a very positive result on my life. http://www.drugs-forum.com/forum/smileys/smiley32.giffor LSD.

[HippieD9]

I've never had a "bad" trip persay. I've had a few hard ones, like accidentally eating half an ounce worth of chocolates at a Dead show two years ago. First time my girlfriend tried 2c-i she couldn't move or talk much for almost 3 hours, LOL. Any trip is bearable, as long as you control your own mind. Know yourself, and get to know your drugs.





Peace,


D.

[Dj_chill]

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One time my mate took a shitload of shrooms and I went round to see her and found her outside licking tarmac....musta looked good at the time!! I wud agree with the unplugging the phone thing too, Its always my mum-and she always knows!!!!(Or that cud be my paranoia http://www.drugs-forum.com/forum/smileys/smiley36.gif ) I think that if you really lose control of yourself on a trip, in the back of your mind you know it. Thats when I lie down,close my eyes and refuse to talk to anyone till I can bring myself out of it!!
Only you know whats happening to you and can regain control!! Take Care xx

[Nitrate]

I once went tree planting. one day we went into town (about
200km) away. desparate for fun I bought 500 morning glory seeds
for 5$. (They contain lysergamide as well as some outright toxic
crap as I later learned.) I crushed them with a vodka bottle and
then cooked the seeds in vodka and cranberry juice. After 45 min
I had the worst gut ache I have ever had (worse than food
poisoning). I purged and started to feel better.



Some friends then offerd to smoke a bowl with me after aborting the
mission. After 2 tokes I started levatating! I
started experincing things over and over again like a broken
record. I realized I could focus on a feeling and it would
intensify which naturaly led to me cumming in my pants while I was just
sitting there.



The broken record reality started to get out of hand. I could not
tell what was real because thoughts like "hey this is new" were part of
the flashback. I started haveing flashbacks with flashbacks in
them and so on. Time became an ugly and confusing fractal.



The flashbacks were like i was falling into the center of a fractal -
it started speeding up, until it ended in a huge crushing electric
shock (I still remember this as the most pain I have ever felt).
At this point I was compleatly cut off from reality - I could have been
on the bottom of a lake drowning and I would not have known. I
was told later that I was convulsing violently outside the tent.



I drempt that my family was coming to visit me in a big white
room. I knew who they were but could not communicate with
them. Crapiest dream I ever had because I was not sure if that
was what would happen.



Several hours had passed where I was cut off from the world and put in
hell. I eventually became aware I was bobbing "like a retard on the
bus" in the dinning tent. I knew it looked funny but bobbing was
very soothing. Finaly 8 hours later I was able to
sleep. after a day I was back to normal but had a new respect for
drugs.

[Nitrate]

Reading your accounts, maybe it was a good thing I was 200km from the nearset phone or cell tower!

[sunyata]

To offer a different point of view: I took about 300mcg of acid alone and started freaking out real bad, I was walking in circles in my livingroom, convinced I would die. After a couple of hours I called one of my friends and he straightened me out so I could deal with my trip. After I hung up, he was still inside my mind, telling me to relax, that there was nothing dangerous about what I was experiencing. The trip got really fun at this point, cause my mind was like a huge jeweled dome which I was running around in, and my frienwas driving some sort of wagon around the walls, above me , shouting down at me "Don't worry!Everything isperfectly normal, just hang on". And one of my worst trips ever, turned intoa really good one.


But, of course, it would be different if it was my girlfriend dumping me, that's a bad trip, even without drugs.

[Guest]

Yeah, my wife walked out on my while I was tripping on LSD last year. I
was so upset and confused I attempted suicide. Reason #42 NOT to trip
when your life is presently in turmoil.



We're back together now, though. :)