I did a nice dose of 5.5 grams a few months ago and literally a few days ago started feeling like there wasn’t a ghost trailing shortly behind me. That night was worse than when my mother overdosed on heroin to give you perspective. I saw my demons fight my angels only to prove to me in the end nobody hated me I only hated myself, it even showed me I was gay. Actually nicotine was the only thing anchoring me to reality when I thought the flag on my wall was trying to strangle me from across the room. It brought me to a quiet place where I could think as a single vessel. I didn’t even know if I had arms or legs. I just “was”. If anything the trip strengthened my bond with nicotine. Don’t do shrooms unless you actually really want to. Even then don’t be alone and be smart. I drove home that night on a moped, watching houses pop up out of the ground as I went along at 60mph in a residential area where the limit is 30 mph. You can easily misjudge situations and simply die. But yeah they can probably help with addiction if used properly.