Nope. Bad trips exist. I was sat laying down in my bed the entire time crying whiley mind was spiraling down shitty paths that after the trip made zero sense. I was disguested with myself. I couldn’t make myself move. Not locked in but zero motivation. Like that feeling when you need to pee but stay in bed because you don’t want to move.

I tried to cheer myself up think logically about the shit going through my head. It made it much worse. I wanted to die. About three and a half later I finally got out of bed and into the shower to cry. I remembered everything I thought of and that I hatedyself but it all wasn’t true. Completely illogical.

What did I gain from this? Nothing. You can say whatever you want to pretend there’s some underlying massive rebelation or positive that trip should have given me but I reject that whole heartedly. It just made me feel awful for about 5 hours fucked me up for about a week and made me hesitant do mushrooms again.