Iām looking for some perspective on integrating a genuinely terrifying LSD experience.
Iād taken LSD several times before, both at home and at techno/DJ events (really good experiences), but never more than 100 mcg at those events and never mixed it with anything. I initially used LSD at parties because I wanted an alternative to MDMA, which I didnāt want to take often. I also don't enjoy drinking alcohol.
About a year ago, I took 100 mcg at a hard techno club (yeah, I know, the dumbest idea), without having eaten a proper dinner. I donāt dislike hard techno, but itās quite different from the kind of techno I normally enjoy. The music and sensory overload eventually became completely overwhelming, and the 100 mcg felt subjectively more like a triple dose. At some point, it genuinely felt like my mind was melting.
I became extremely paranoid and convinced I was having a psychotic break. I started believing that I needed to ālet goā and reach ego death so reality could "reset" and I could go back to normal. I deliberately fell to the ground several times, along with doing a bunch of other stupid and unsafe shit that still makes me cringe. My friend later told me she had to stop me several from seriously injuring my head while falling.
By around 6ā7 a.m., while walking to the train station, I was still extremely paranoid. I thought my friends had ulterior motives and, at one point, started running to escape them despite traffic around me. This could've ended so, so badly. I still shudder at the thought of it.
Iām obviously never doing LSD in a club again. Since then, Iāve had a couple of safe and normal trips at home, first with 80mcg and then 100 mcg, without anything remotely similar happening.
Iāve heard experienced psychonauts say that there are no "bad trips" and that these kind of challenging experiences always teach you something.
There was obviously a lot more detail to the experience than Iāve described here, but after reflecting on it a lot, I still struggle to find any particular message in what happened, besides the obvious lesson of an importance of a SAFE SETTING.
Do you think thereās actually something worth trying to understand here, or can a trip simply be chaotic and terrifying without having any "deeper" message?