Citation: Net0. "Psychotic Bad Trip on Low Dose by Experienced User: An Experience with LSD, Cannabis, Seroquel & Alprazolam (exp116951)". Erowid.org. Jan 15, 2023. erowid.org/exp/116951
Psychotic Bad Trip on Low Dose by Experienced User
I have taken LSD many times in my life. I used to be addicted to xanax and heroin, but in the past 4 years I have turned my life around and maintained a healthy life via support groups, rehab, and changing my lifestyle. The past couple of times I took LSD it was an extremely traumatic experience. I was taking 4+ 200ug tabs at a time, and after 2 bad trips in a row I hadn't touched the substance since. My trips at the time were centered around how I was ruining my life with drugs, devoid of any of the beauty and connectedness one should feel on LSD.
Now, 4 years later, I decided I wanted to try again because I am in a better state of mind and my life is better. My GF of 2 years wants to take some with me, and I am excited to lead her on this journey as the experienced one. We prepare properly, I load up some cool videos and music. I am in a good headspace. It is a low dose, I am ready to see some cool trippy colors, some warping, feel closer to my girlfriend, feel closer to the universe.
We dose 1 tab of 105ug LSD each from a trusted and well reviewed source at our friends house and go home. At 30 minutes, I notice the first effects and a soft smile comes to my face. I am eating some beef and rice as it begins to kick in, and we are watching a space documentary. As the effects become stronger, my grin widens a bit and I say "lets get the bowl out" - so I grab our weed and begin to break it down, ready to go deeper.
This was probably a mistake. I am prone to paranoia on weed sometimes, and looking back this was probably a very bad idea. I wasnt planning on smoking, but I felt great and I was ready to go deeper. We smoked about 2 hits a piece and I said we should go for a walk. My GF still says shes not sure if she feels it, I laugh because I notice the onset happening and I know she is just experiencing some delusions of sobriety. I decide the walk is the best way to slip into the mood.
As we walk down the stairs of our apartment, I notice the effects are much stronger than I thought. We have to walk down 3 flights, but I felt like we walked down 6 flights. We made it about 100 yards from our apartment before I got 'the fear' (I call it this from the book by Hunter S. Thompson).
I tell my GF we need to get back to the house ASAP. We get back inside, I run to my room and throw 100mg of seroquel inside of my mouth. This freaks my GF out. Let me try to explain what was going on from my eyes:
I had fucked up. I took this drug that I wasnt supposed to take, I forgot it made the true reality come out, the sick and twisted one where I am the victim of some grand intradimensional plot. My life has been set up, I was a victim of some type of MK ultra experiment designed to make me lose my mind on drugs and be an example to others so they dont go through the same. I had completely forgotten I had taken a drug. I had no idea I was tripping. I was seeing fractals EVERYWHERE, the floor was warping into itself, full on 3d geometry. I was in a state of panic, and my poor girlfriend I was supposed to be the responsible one.
She kept reminding me we were okay. I did not feel okay. I kept saying "I dont remember I dont remember". The drugs were ruining my life again. I had some xanax in case things got nasty and I took it. I felt like I was loosing control, that I had to go back to rehab.
For context, my life was going great. I am successful at work, and I have not had any drug problems lately. But I was just thrown back into this state of existence I was in the last few times I tripped.
It felt so much stronger than just 105ug for me, but from what my GF told me the next day, hers sounded exactly like it should have.
Eventually, my GF convinces me its okay to call our friend A (I kept thinking she was a narcotics agent) to get her to come over. As soon as A came over, I got better. She was relating to what I was going through "oh I remember when I was tripping blah blah" ... it all made sense now. FUCK. What the hell? I was just tripping. OH..... I took acid and I wanted this. What the fuck? I started laughing.
... it all made sense now. FUCK. What the hell? I was just tripping. OH..... I took acid and I wanted this. What the fuck? I started laughing.
I apologized profusely and kept laughing. My psychosis was over, I finally realized I was just on a drug and everything was okay.
I was able to enjoy the rest of the trip. I feel so foolish for freaking out. I will definitely try again with these tabs in a few weeks.. I will take 1-2mg xanax beforehand. I have way too much trauma from drugs and psychedelics...
For the rest of the night we were smoking weed, my GF and I had great sex. I was just so absolutely goddamn flipped off that 105ug tab... I dont know why it was so strong. That was the lowest dose I have ever taken and had full on fractal geometry, ego death, and horrible paranoia.
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