DOSE: T+ 0:00	20 mg	oral	Pharms - Methylphenidate
T+ 0:00	1	oral	Cannabis - High THC	(edible / food)
T+ 0:00	1.5 - 1.6 g	oral	Mushrooms	(tea)
T+ 5:00	1 mg	oral	Pharms - Alprazolam

BODY WEIGHT:

170 lb

To preface, I am no stranger to weed. I smoke very regularly. I have dropped 100mg of edibles before to not much effect (I have an otherworldly tolerance). Also, I have smoked weed while on the shrooms before, but never had an effect like this. I also took my prescribed stimulant that day, 20mg Methylphenidate-but it should've been wearing off by then.

2pm: I hit up a friend and asked him if he wanted to kick it and drop some mushrooms together.

2:30pm: I pick up the homie and we head to the grocery store for some fresh lemons and ginger to make the tea. During this outing, I go by the dispensary and grab a 100mg edible pill-I assumed that 100mg would be nothing as I've done similar doses many times before, but for some reason this time I forgot that Marijuana and Psilocybin have a synergistic relationship (weed hits harder than usual, and the weed intensifies the mushrooms, meaning they feed off of each other). I get the edible and pop it immediately, I suppose I was hoping that it would hit me perfectly at the time I began to peak. (unfortunately, that is exactly what happened)

I had about 3.2 grams left of Enigma strain mushrooms (white blob-like texture, looks like coral). From what I have read, they are the top of the line when it comes to containing high amounts of psilocybin.

3:30pm: we get back to my house and create our usual tea, we lemon tekk the shrooms and then take the result and let it steep for a little bit. The usual result is a very strong tea, with effects coming on usually within 30 minutes to an hour. This time, we dumped all the rest of my mushrooms in there, roughly 3.2 grams.

3:50pm: me and my friend split the tea evenly, hoping that we would each have 1.6g in our cup. We drank our halves and headed over to his house.

4pm: we arrive at his house and I already feel a tad bit strange, everything looks a little sharper and I have this indescribable feeling when I look at the nature around me (nothing out of the ordinary for a comeup). We head inside and sit down to watch something on the TV.

4:30pm: Sitting on my friends couch when the tea starts to hit really hard. All of the sudden, my ears felt a change in pressure-and I could hear everything with higher quality, I could hear the creaks in the floor from me shifting around on the couch. It was extremely hard to describe, but all I can say is it felt like my perception was a volume nob and somebody had cranked it to max .

The trip begins and the looping background sound of Mar-a-lago by Freddie Gibbs is playing on repeat in my head.

This is where it takes a turn

4:50-5pm: All of the sudden, my somatic system begins to panic. I can only assume that my brain began to send false signals to my body that something was wrong. I fall into a shifting temperature: my temperature begins to alternate from boiling hot to freezing cold every couple of seconds. All of this is occurring with my friend sitting next to me, having a good old time being high. I however, was not.

5:20pm: I try to thug it out and I keep telling myself that this will pass and my trip will be amazing (wish that was true). My stomach being in pain from the combo of mushroom tea+100mg of edibles began to give me a sort of existential pain. Because I was so hot, I took off all my clothes and I decided that my next best course of action would be to migrate to the bathroom where I had easy access to the toilet to hopefully end the trip by vomiting it up, and a cold floor to calm my shifting temperature. (little did I know I would spend the rest of my trip there)

This is when my friend left the room, and I didn't see him the rest of the trip till the comedown, I later learned it was because he didn't want to see me like that (especially while he was tripping).

5:30pm: this is where it starts to get really hazy, I cant fully remember but I remember feeling scared that this would never end, or that I had permanently destroyed my cognitive function. What I found amazing was that even in an altered state, I knew what was happening would pass, I was never fully convinced it was permanent. I think my grounded mental is what kept me from spiraling too much. I must say that when my thoughts began to loop, they looped for a long time; my problem this time was that they were negative thoughts that were looping.

By this time, I remember trying my hardest to vomit. I had stuck my finger all the way down my throat with no success, I was shocked I couldn't vomit.

I will also add that my friend had a color shifting light in the room, every time it turned red something felt extremely wrong.

6:30pm: I phone a family member hoping for some kind of comfort, I remember them asking "what's wrong" and me responding "dont ask me that, dont ask me that, dont ask me what's wrong, dont ask me what's wrong that will make it worse". I remember that I repeated things a lot, they had asked me what I took and I responded that I was having a bad time on magic mushrooms -- thank god for my family member being so supportive, I would've started to spiral out of control without them -- they attempted to ground me, asking what I see around me, but even that was too overwhelming. Every time I looked up (I was laying on the cold bathroom floor) I was hit with a wave of overwhelming sensations, I just chose to bury my head in my arm and try to ignore it.

7:30pm: I give up on the notion that this bad trip will end and become positive, so I decided to forcibly end it. I had an emergency Xanax for exactly this type of situation, I took a quarter bar (0.5mg) and then I remember thinking that it wouldn't be enough to end the trip so I took another quarter for a total of (1mg).

What I believed would happen is that my psychedelic experience would come to a fast halt from the xanax, but I was wrong. It did not end, but rather numbed the experience.

8pm: The half a bar had fully kicked in, I remember visualizing the words from the thoughts in my head and watching as the letters started to fall away after a sentence or two. The best way I could describe it is that my brain turned to soup. My family member, still on the phone, remembers me saying "my brain has turned to soup" over and over again. And that I said I was "Scared".

8:10pm: my thoughts became numb, I couldn't think longer than two seconds then I forgot again. This made me laugh for some reason. Soon after, the phone call ended.

During this altered, soup like thought process. I came to several conclusions about existence, meaning, and other things that I will not delve into because they were personal conclusions, not anywhere near ego death, but a rather introspective thought session.

9pm: I remember feeling better, but my stomach was still hurting. I stood up and put my clothes back on having very slow labored thoughts about why I took off my clothes in the first place.

10pm: The trip was now over, and I remember feeling stupid for ruining a possibly good experience by feeling the need to combine mushrooms with 100mg of edibles (note: that was fucking stupid, treat these mind altering substances with respect & caution-they are called "mind altering" for a reason)

I mostly remember feeling glad that it was over.

Strangely enough, the afterglow from this trip was the best I had ever had. I was surprised given that it was such a horrible experience.

Moral of the story: do not believe you are above hallucinogens, they will sit you the fuck down and teach you a hard lesson if you are not careful.

Exp Year: 2025	ExpID: 119342
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 19
Published: Jan 23, 2026	Views: Not Supported
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