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@Micah Walker

@Micah Walker Yes I discovered the potential for a relaxing effect at a lower, non-psychoactive dose. I call it "an inner caress"

And the sadness (of abandonment) melted

My first experience with acid was a real initiation into adulthood. I was 16 and decided to take it with my friends at a techno party, which was not the best idea as it turned out later (at least for the beginning). Me and my 2 friends dropped a paper of "The Cat" aka "Cartoon Network" blotter and went for a beer to the nearby pub. I had one beer and started to feel something unusual so I told them: "Hey guys, I am returning back, see you there.." and decided to come back to the party. I came among the people in the raid and had no idea what was going on. My vision changed, my hearing changed, my touch - the hands seemed to stick together. I walked back and forth between the people in confusion for a while, as if in a half-dream, looking at my watch and not being able to understand what time was. So I sat down in a corner and waited for my friends. Meanwhile, they came back from the pub after a few beers in high spirits and my friend responded to my remark "Hey Tom, I'm afraid I'm not coming back" with a boisterous laugh. So we were sitting there, trying to dance for a while, but I was still immersed in my thoughts and ideas. After a few hours, we decided to walk home. When our paths parted, I came to the front of the house and was absolutely sure that I couldn't go home like this. I decided to kneel down in a shady corner of a nearby school and figure out what to do next… After a while I asked myself: what am I doing here, why am I panicking? That moment I woke up from my hallucinations, in a great mood, everything was as painted, I felt like in a fairy tale.. I took a beautiful night walk through the shining city back to the party, danced some more and fooled around with people, came home safely, lay down on the bed feeling light and long limbed (like I was a stork) and feeling happy with myself that I had made it... ✨ From then on, my friends and I would have acid once a month and go picking psilocybe mushrooms in our mountains. I have to say that during my adolescence these psychedelic experiences contributed to building a good relationship with my parents because I could always reflect well on my behaviour.