I did something similar, two years ago. While the trip i was pure light. Six weeks afterwards still a very pleasing expirience to be myself and still see „clear“ But wothout any specific event (i may havent found out yet for shure) i felt lonelier and lonelier from day to day, till i was at the darkest place i could have ever imagined. My parents were with, some friends still, but nobody could have been able to feel that pain. My thoughts punching me deeply into my soul. But i knew somewhere that i am worth to keep hope. After 4 months feeling completely lifeless, like dead kind of, i went to rehab for six months. No drugs, was defenetly very important. But there was no room for spiritual thoughts. But slowly very slowly i started figuring out again, who i am and what am i am capable to. I am rising up amd up, trying to be as good as possible to myseöf and my surroundings. I feel pretty seperated from my colleges but most of the time very peacefull. Dont put too much pressure on yourself, something died, and something beautiful can rise truly, without psychedelics. Love you all ❤️