This weekend I made a trip to alpine valley in Wisconsin for a griz two day camping event. I used to be an avid bassnectar fan. I suppose I was chasing this type of event, which could have a play in what I’m about to talk about. Anywho, I took just 110 mic, of some pure LSD. I was having a great time, but the 4-5 sets before the main event were governed by a volume limit, to make the main show more “magical” one could say. I was with some friends who I was cool with, and my gf of four years. Now I’ve dosed about 100-150 times through the last seven/eight years of taking. I was somewhat upset about the hill I was on where I couldn’t do anything but lay on that was causing discomfort, the undercards were quiet not allowing me to dance or get into until the main event. I made it 6 hours with no issues, then the main event and sensory overload kinda set in with having to go to the bathroom. I began midway through the mind losing set, seeing myself in third person. I could feel my gf and my friends tell I wasn’t seeming myself. Almost as a puppet. I have had miserable trips before where I wanted them to just end. This one seemed like some weird take over where I was not myself and once I got the balls to grab my gf and go to camp things began to be more normal but it was and is still profoundly fucking my mind on what the fuck happened. As it didn’t seem like ego death? As I’ve had handfuls on 3-5 times the dose I was on. Just wondering if anyone has any insight or a similar story? I just felt like I was letting my friends down by not being as into it as they were or wanted me to. It could be me in my own head but everything worked out and camp and the next night were a blast. Just weird because I haven’t ever had such a weird feeling or like a puppet feeling. Sorry to ramble just wondering if the cid just yanked me around or if there’s some psychosis shit to this night?