So I was a fire fighter for about a year and a half and during that time I would occasionally dabble. One day I decided to take a few gels and holy shit was it rough! I have made mistakes and people have died in my time and man I took it hard while on acid. I took blame for the people that had died under my care and after the trip it affected me allot. I decided to quit the department after that trip because I just felt so guilty. It hurt me deep down because allot of people I saw die were just kids that didn’t deserve to get their life taken so early. I have finally gotten past that and excepted it was not my fault I was just there to help but I always hold some regret with me. Idk. That trip really affected my mental but I’m Forever great full. I don’t believe in bad trips because even if you have a bad trip it reveals allot of truth.