DOSE:

5 hits

oral

LSD

(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

140 lb

My then-boyfriend and I decided to do acid one summer evening. He had done it many times before, and I had done it just a couple of times. We dropped about 4 hits of liquid onto sugar cubes and ate them at about 5pm. The come-on was rather quick - at about 5:30 I watched the shingles on the neighbor's roof melting. And it all went quickly downhill from there.

It was probably about 5:45 when we went onto the roof of our building to see the view. I got scared up there and tried to come back into the apartment (we lived on the top floor), but got 'lost' and couldn't figure out what apartment was ours. I finally got inside and became even more confused. Here I started losing touch with reality. I went into the bathroom and saw a new package of toilet paper. I remembered buying it, but I knew there was no way I could have bought it in my current state, so I surmised that I didn't always feel this way. About the same time, I remembered that I had started a new job the week before and I knew I couldn't work feeling like this, so I must sometimes feel differently than this, but how? I asked my boyfriend what was wrong with me? Had we taken drugs? He said yes. I really wanted him to sit with me then, but he was tripping so hard that we couldn't communicate. I went and sat on the couch and thought, 'If I can go to sleep, I'll feel better when I wake up.' I was *really* scared; I couldn't remember what my life was like - all I knew about was reality as it existed for me at that particular moment, and it was not pleasant. I just wanted it to stop.

I have a vague memory of taking a shower; I assume this was at the beginning of the trip. I know I threw up somewhere in this first hour, but I don't remember getting sick - I just remember cleaning it up later that night. I was told that at one point I collapsed on the living room floor, but I don't remeber that either. Other than that, I came to in my bed about 10pm. I have no idea how I got there or what I was doing for the previous four hours. From that time on it was like a 'normal' acid trip.

Because I was so scared and so far gone, it was a full three years before I ever did drugs again. (I have since candyflipped twice and had great experiences.)

The moral of the story is: Don't take acid for granted, and Err on the side of under-dosing.

Exp Year: 1996	ExpID: 3257
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Oct 12, 2000	Views: 4,429
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