So I got some shrooms for the first time in months, was told that they were stronger than what I’m used to. Typically 2-3 g per trip, just enjoyed relaxing to some music/thinking about life. This time I took 5 g and it took longer than I expected to kick in. It was weird, they didn’t seem to gradually start setting it. It felt like I was normal then BAM, out of left field it got me. I was tripping alone like usual, but this time I got anxious and worried that I had taken too much. The movie I was watching started to freak me out so I put on a show that I love and the same thing happened. I had never had a bad experience before but this time I knew it wasn’t going to go well. I started to panic, tried listening to music and that didn’t help. At this point I felt like I was going crazy. I figured if I just closed my eyes then I would calm down. Once I did I started seeing crazy images that I can’t even try to explain (if only I could draw to save my life) and I eventually lost all perception of reality. I had no idea what anything was. What was real, what wasn’t. Just an ignorant blob of existence. Not long after my wife came home, and at this point I was curled up in a ball in our bed, going crazy. Very long story short, she calmed me down somehow and after I started realizing what was happening, I realized how stressed I had been with work and school and just life in general. I realized on my way descending from my high that I needed to just accept that life is going to happen and if I stress about it, then it will show in other parts of my life and I’ll just be a mess. Crazy how such a bad trip, whether it was caused by my stress or just me not accepting that I was about to trip hard, was able to help me see that life will have hard times. But if I just avoid my issues, my stress, my anger, then it will still have major negative impacts on my life. While the bad times of that trip were miserable, it opened my eyes to how blind I’ve been.