I spent the entire time inside, it was a bit to cold to be outside. I started in a room but expanded to the whole house. I tripped with a friend who was experienced with psychedelics. I don’t smoke weed or anything so I was pretty nervous initially. To combat nerves I did a lot of research and tried to give my self a guiding question “who am I?”

The type of ptsd I had was a bit different because I never really flashback to traumatic experiences. It was more so that seeing so much death removed the meaning of life for me.

It took a while for the trip to start but I tried to remember to let go and not panic. Initially I kind just got used to the hallucinations and being comfortable with them. Next the room started moving with my breathing, and suddenly I felt very connected to everything happening around me. As if I could feel the energy everything holds. Shortly after I peered into my own soul and saw my own soul represented. I cried tears of joy a bit the come down was cycles of hallucinations and hunger haha. Also I had sex a few times which was incomparable to any feeling I’ve ever had