Dude i love you! Thank you sooo ******* much! I have started battle with this horseshit and what works for me is that (i go to bathroom and stand infront of mirror) i imagine myself as a fully armoured warrior in face of overwhelming army say 50-1 and than i start repeating in myself "You can't live in fear,they are coming,raise your shield and protect yourself,they will greet you as hero!" and i get motivation and feel like i strenghtened my mind with this,the other time i had attack i imagined i was a wolverine and i had healing factor and i sat on the floor and whispered to myself "any minute now bub" as if i was waiting for healing factor to kick in and i did manage to fight it that way. although i read a lot about diazepam helping this condition i decided that i will fight it without any pills and i keep repeating to myself that i am strong and that i have titan mentis,and that i will be victorious...the times i really really can't fight it i start reading book,for example i finished memoires of Maurice Claudius Echer-researching the infinity or play video games or if i am into way way over my head i start drawing on large format papers and i just let my hands empty my mind of it,i let myself lose control and draw like no tomorro,hysterical and manicly drawing lines into form broken couple pencils but still keep doing it even got bruises on my fingers but not stoping untill i colapse out of exaustion,and after that i feel like happyest person alive...i don't know if this is right or wrong but i think that this is altering me in a good way,it is strenghtening me and i am becoming a good person. What also calms me down is taking care about my ill grandmother,and talking to my parents and repeating to them how much i love them and how much i care about them,even prepare lunch and diner for them from time to time and trying not to whine but rather to warn my friends who are into stupid **** what happened to me and that they should avoid it.
Do not give in brothers,do not sink,we fight! We all will win! Just keep on fighting,at the end,life IS all about fighting to feel alive,and what you feel is completely normal. It is normal to feel,it is normal to be sad,it is normal to be upset and happy,life would suck if there wasn't for ups and downs!
So keep fighting! I love you all and i will pray for you all!
We will overcome this!
I just had my first flashback today, i ate way too much L on the night of the blood moon eclipse thing a few weeks ago and attributed it to the world ending because i watch a lot of naruto and the main villain was trying to end the world via a red moon (casting a sort of magic over the entirety of the world that was like hypnosis) So i thought i was going to die and every new thought i A.D.D'd to only served to make me think the world actually was ending, fast forward about 3 or 4 weeks i guess and now i'm just starting to recognize that i feel like i'm still tripping and i have felt that way since i woke up the next day after my bad trip, anyways i'm rambling... we tend to do that, don't we? My point is i'm saving your post as a word document and i plan on reading it every time i start to freak out, because the first time i read it i was in the middle of freaking out, literally sobbing as i read it but by the time i finished reading your post i felt okay, i felt safe, so thank you, from the bottom of my heart thank you for writing this, you're the reason i feel better, and you're the reason i realize what is actually wrong with me and just knowing that is half the battle.
thank you, since I tripped last night, all of my insecurities and self doubt came bubbling to the surface, and I've been kinda freaking out today not knowing really what I'm feeling right now, your comment really put me at ease and let me at least grasp what is happening.
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I was thank God able to sleep Monday night for about 10 hours, but since have not felt the same. I still have minimal appetite, waves of elation, followed by anxiety, followed by really tired / eyes heavy / "out of it" feeling. These waves are getting shorter and a little less extreme, but definitely still there. I am feeling somewhat "dissociated" but that's getting a little better with time. Monday night I was basically too anxious to sleep, I did manage to crash from like 5am til 11am. I did notice that on Tuesday I was able to concentrate a little more and wasn't spacing out....Monday, people would ask me things and I didn't even register them sometimes. I fell asleep last night (Tuesday night) around 10 but woke up at 2am feeling really "up" and unable to go to sleep. Light is still a little weird and I feel woozy, slightly dizzy. Stationary things move slightly, not nearly as intense as when I was tripping, but the visual weirdness is still there.
I am really worried because this is the beginning of day 3, which my experienced friends say is when you're back to normal. I'm reading a lot about afterglows and HPPD and really hoping it's not HPPD. Any advice or similar experiences? I'm about to tell my parents and seek medical help because I am so scared. They will kill me but hopefully I'll get better and this will end soon. LIterally never ever doing any drug again this fear, lack of appetite and healthy sleep, and altered visual stuff was so not worth the 5 cool hours I experienced. Did you improve after those 4 days?
Hi, I tripped 2 days ago for the first time. I had been drinking, and casually decided to try my friend's roommates' LSD. It was a stupid decision and now I'm thinking the worst decision of my life. I do have some anxiety issues and have periods of short-term depression. The trip was wrought with mistakes...I took it alone, my "monitor" became blackout drunk, and we went out in Manhattan....not exactly a safe, calm setting. I had also been experiencing some anxiety a few days before but had felt great that weekend, which I'm reading now isn't a healthy "set." I took it around 1am on Sunday....the first few hours were great, but then my friend blackout wandered off and I ended up with two acquaintances who I knew but didn't feel comfortable around, and then the trip went bad. Luckily I saw no hallucinations, but did feel paranoid and afraid, very anxious, until about 6pm on Monday. I was also experiencing visuals (moving walls, moving floor patterns) for about 17 - 18 hours, so I'm guessing that's how long my trip was. I didn't sleep at all during this time, and again, felt major anxiety and paranoia.
absolute champion mate, reading this really helped me get back to normal :)