The First Time I.....

II. LSD

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A week ago today I came home from school to find an envelope of LSD that had arrived from the SR in the mail. I had spent a ton of time researching vendors to make sure I got good shit, and I did. So, here's the context of my story that will help you realize how dumb I am:

I'm 18 and live at home with my parents, a high school senior.

I didn't really do enough research as to what expect from LSD (had no idea you got such a body buzz from it).

My only experience with drugs was smoking weed twice, and I hadn't felt anything either time. I wanted to try a psychedelic, and from my research LSD seemed like it would be both safe and fun.

So as soon as I get the package, I get excited at my first opportunity to do drugs. Like, really excited, and I wanted to put the LSD in my mouth right there and then. Sober-me realized doing LSD on a school night was an absolutely awful idea, because I knew it would last 10-12 hours, and I had important shit to do the next day. But my excitement to try psychedelics for the first time was too overwhelming, and at 10 PM after my parents had gone to bed I put the acid in my mouth. Despite the fact that I had school in 9 hours I convinced myself that this was a good idea. I took two tabs.

First half hour I didn't really feel anything. By the time the first hour was over, I was feeling orgasm-like waves of physical pleasure crashing through my body. For about two hours I cuddled up with my blanket, giggling to myself as I looked at pictures on and eventually somehow making my way to where I stayed for about an hour, giggling at how adorable koalas are. I was trying to keep a positive vibe because I had kept reading about how important that was on LSD, so I figured nothing would keep me more positive than cute animals! The visuals I saw were pretty cool, and I saw a lot of rainbow-like effects. At one point I saw a picture of a parrot and was amazed at how vibrant its colors were. The music I was listening to (Portugal The Man) was also incredibly beautiful.

After my giggly phase and body buzz went away, the visuals got even more intense. I was staring at my computer screen trying to read words, and I had to read sentences 5-6 times just to understand them. By now it was around 1 AM.

I realized I had to pee at this point. I got up, and felt really, really tall. The hallway was incredibly dark, like a black abyss. Peeing was difficult because of how tall I felt. I had trouble keeping my balance walking to and from the bathroom.

When I made it back to my room, I sat back down in my chair and continued fucking around on my computer. It was at this point that I realized time was moving incredibly slowly, and it was incredibly quiet. I seemed to be disassociated from the music, as if I was no longer attached to it like I had just been. It seemed like the music was in slow motion. The pause between songs, while in reality was only around 1 second, felt like 10+ seconds. I would look at some pictures on my computer, think to myself at LEAST five minutes had gone by, only to check the clock and see that not even a minute had passed.

It was at this point I started going into a bad trip, because I felt like I was trapped in this state. Time was moving ridiculously slowly, and the visual effects had turned into things becoming bubbly. I was starting to get a bit anxious, so I went to lie in bed and started watching the Daily Show. I didn't understand a single thing Jon Stewart was saying, all I got was he was saying something about the sequester. It looked almost like a light refraction off a bubble, with parts of him being disproportionately larger than others. I started to get scared and turned off the TV.

As I laid in bed staring at the ceiling, trying to sleep (hah, good luck sleeping on LSD), I started freaking out more. I started visualizing my stuffed animal next to me in a human-like way and it scared me a bit. I was becoming really anxious and needed somebody to help me out. It was around 3 AM at this point. I debated waking up my mom to help me get through my trip as it was turning into a bad trip fast, but was smart enough to decide against it. I just kept reminding myself that it's just the drugs, it'll go away.