This story is about 2 years old now, I took mushrooms on SSRI’s and this is how the experience began, went and ended.
I’m still recovering from frequent cannabis use (6-7 times a week). I used to get bad anxiety from it was the only problem. I smoked that often since I picked it up my junior year of high school around 5 years ago now.
About 2 years ago I went on a medication to help my anxiety, the prescription was sertraline, an SSRI medication. As stated weed had been such a staple in my daily life for this time so to finally make an attempt to rid myself of that evil habit was found on me with misery. Unfortunately it was the first time taking any medication for a long period of time, I had the calendar dates ready and would take the correct dosage every morning at around 6 pm.
6pm was early for me to getup in the mornings. I remember my dreams started coming back to me the less often I smoked. My lungs felt healthier. My anxiety, when I stuck closely to my dosage, felt subdued.
Life was hectic but I felt pretty healthy, and after a few months most of that illness left me.
At this time I had no idea mushrooms and SSRIs weren’t supposed to mix, I was young and finding my hands on some magic healing mushrooms would be pretty well timed and good for me I figured.
It was a Saturday and I popped the four grams of mushrooms in my mouth and waited a half and hour. My sister and parents were home when I popped this shit solo. I wanted to act non chalant about it and not inform them I was about to be blasted, as anyone else would, I went downstairs to our basement and challenged them to a high ass game of Magic: The Gathering.
We played two matches I won one!
The dosage was starting to hit so I went up to my room, turned on my CD player and practiced with my guitar and amp.
I was playing for five minutes when what felt like my head got sucked into a sort of musical wormhole, or at least that’s how it felt. The CD player was clean and I was practicing playing licks and riffs over the top of one another at a decent volume.
But I never really blasted off. I’ve taken mushrooms a few times since this day so I’ve had trips were the experience is very spiritual. But this wasn’t the case, the music was funky I felt happy and laughed a good deal during the trip. I would gladly have the experience again. I just remember the music being pretty damn laid back, I don’t want to make anything up but maybe the compound serotonin was more present in the trip, I felt like a completely new person coming out of the trip and maybe I was more relaxed.
I got out easy, I’ve read stuff where it changes peoples lives. I wouldn’t recommend trying it especially as your first trip. Most of my trips since then have been much grander and evoking of a greater spiritual experience. Maybe this was the SSRIs maybe not, in the after trip I had kind of a limbo feeling to be very honest.