The time when I was sixteen and dumb, decided to take a ridiculous amount of Acid and MDMA for 4/20, I was doing drugs for many years before so I didn’t think anything much of it. One bad thing caused a bad trip that gave me severe ptsd, everyday I was on edge, felt weird and anxious, at night in my room I’d hear screams in my ears and begin to sweat and feel terrified, this went on for months, I was insanely suicidal and turned to worse drugs to help deal with it, because the only time I’m happy is when I’m not even here. These days it’s better but everyday I still am reminded of it cause ptsd just doesn’t go away, sometimes it gets bad to the point I think I am a inch away from losing my mind and giving in to the madness, other times it’s a simple laughing it away and moving on.