Citation: Lucas. "Bipolar Meets Mushrooms: An Experience with Mushrooms, Lamotrigine & Lithium (exp97497)". Erowid.org. Jan 24, 2021. erowid.org/exp/97497
||Pharms - Lithium
||Pharms - Lamotrigine
||2.0 - 4.3 g
I've been diagnosed as bipolar for I think 9-11 months now. I'm on Lithium (1200mg), Lamotrigine (200mg) and my recently added Clonazepam (1mg). As I'm writing this, it's been about 15 days since the experience and I was feeling great at the time.
Most of my brother's friend's decided to come over before we went on vacation. We were all planning to have a big blowout night since it was gonna be his last day here before he went back to college. Anyways, night comes upon us (around 6:00pm) and I take 3 grams of mushies. My brother popped 2.5 grams as well.
Now, I can't remember a whole lot (mostly because this is 15 days later). I ended up popping 1.3 more grams (rest of my sack) later that night (totally up to 4.3g). Mushies weren't as powerful with lithium/lamotrigine.
The way I feel on it is incredible. I have all my anxiety relieved and I feel partly drunk. I would hear auditory hallucinations and echoes like my brother's laugh from outside my door. Whenever I'd talk there'd be a repetition for a second after. I could play anything off and have no social anxiety whatsoever. I'm a natural leader (like when I was before bipolar) and on mushies it really shows. It brings out my true inner personality that I should have.
However, when the trip came down, I began getting a little depressed. I became quiet uncomfortable and got my anxiety back. We were just playing cards in my room and I was fading down so I was like “Man it's getting late.” I wanted to sleep. And so after a while they left and I did. I woke up the next morning feeling back to normal.
NEXT TRIP WITHOUT ANY MEDS AND INCLUDES CANNABIS.
Now the first time I did mushies (2g and on no meds), I was 15 at the time. We started off with some bowls then began playing some water pong. I remember at one point looking up at my friend. I saw his face being dragged down, with four eyes but his normal eye position still intact, and his bottom pair looking just as real. I was like “Holy shit. I need to sit the fuck down.” I saw this piece of art that was so... so trippy, I can't describe it but I remember playing around with the pieces. Simultaneously, I was getting a rush of thoughts. Thoughts that were of pure wisdom. It was philosophy that only the God's could understand. I was thinking faster than anyone could speak, read, type, write... Anyways after looking at the art, all the pieces came together, then I let go.
Everything exploded with colors across the room. I was stuck in a magnificent awe. And later when the trip started coming down, I was in my friends room and I was looking at his wood grain floor. I began forcing some creativity. I came up with a city. A mini, fully functioning city that blended within the grain. It resembled Seattle a little bit, there were cars, sidewalks and streetlights with large buildings. There were ants running and operating the city, with cars following red/green light at intersections. And I could control (and was controlling) all of the lights simultaneously.
I felt like my trip was abnormally strong, especially the thoughts for only 2 grams. I had an afterglow for about two months prior, I felt like I was on top of the world. Mania some call it but mine wasn't quite as dangerous, I miss it.
NEXT TRIP WITH CANNABIS BUT EXCLUDING CLONAZEPAM.
Now my trips aren't like that anymore. This other trip took place before my 4.3g one, I think it was late June, when school got out. I was with my friend one night, along with my bro and his friend, and I took like 2.5g and he took 2g. We were watching 'The Beveryly Hills Ninja'. Funniest shit ever. Anyways me and my friend took it at the beginning of the movie, and began coming up through it. We paused half way through for a smoke break. Now, I've been clean for 6 months on weed, it would make me depressed and all so I wanted to say no. But I was on mushies... And I remembered my first experience.
So I gave in and said 'Yeah OK I'm down.' Everyone was excited cause they knew I hadn't done it in forever. (I used to be an everyday stoner. I was called the Milk Man cause I'd always rip the shit out of it and make it milk.) So I go in for my bong rip and I made it fat, as fat as I always used to make it. I get hit like my neck snap backed from a sudden brake. Except it wasn't brakes it was acceleration I was going in. I immediately began getting mad paranoia.
I was thinking out every single subconscious social thought that would occur. Like when someone would move their hand, I'd think out immediately why they did. Or if someone made a response to a conversation, I could see how they came up with that thought from the previous conversation. I was all in my head. I was having a terrible time. I was dysphoric and couldn't think of anything to say except “Man I'm having these crazy thoughts.”
We go upstairs to play Super Smash Bros Brawl, I was confused as fuck. My friend decides to play the same character I am (Lucas, because it's my first name). I was so disoriented, it didn't look like I was playing Super Smash Bros Brawl but like the N64 one. I kept dying from falling of confusion. And 5-10 minutes later I blacked out actually. I couldn't remember anything for a solid 2-3 hours. I remember just easing back into my conscious mind. I had no idea I even blacked out until people asked like “Do you remember what happened last night?” I was like “Yeah.” And they mentioned one part I didn't remember and I was like “Wait wtf when'd that happen?”
This trip was fucked up. I said I was never smoking weed again. However, I do still, but it'll ONLY be when I'm super fuckin drunk and it'll just be like a single hit. Two is too much and I get all quiet and filled with anxiety.
P.S I haven't been feeling too good today, moreover in an agitated mood. So this could have affected some of the experience report, but I doubt much.
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