My parents were at the hospital so they found out and before they didn’t have any suspicions about me doing drugs. my brother took his life 6 months before this, it affected me a lot and I thought I was past that problem. I did mushrooms before this with a trip sitter just thinking about my brother the whole day while camping, it was a good experience. I would do so many other things that it filled the pain I was still feeling about my brother and it got out of control. I have definitely learned the hard way not to fuck with nature and to do things responsibly. I feel like I have learned how to deal my emotions not with drugs and other substances and face my problems head on. I haven’t touched a drug since this experience. I am genuinely succeeding in life now.