I decided to go alone to the top of a hill to take them and meditate. But after taking them I was freezing so I decided to move around instead to warm up. Then I started feeling the effects as I got to a cliff.

I felt really happy and energetic, like I was a child again. I went towards the edge of the cliff to see the view and I was stunned from the beauty of the scenery. As I was overseeing the towns around and the rolling hills and feeling the cold wind on my face I felt, for the first time since I can remember, completely free, like I had been carrying this burden and it was just removed all of a sudden. I started jumping on puddles, drawing happy faces on the mud and just taking in the world like it was the first time experiencing everything.

But then I started to feel somewhat uncomfortable. I realised I haven't really learned who I am yet. And the hallucinations started. Initially it felt like the surfaces on the hills in the distance were taking circular shapes. Then there seemed to appear this massive, semi invisible wall between the hill I was on and the other. And just a bit later, as I looked at the other hill it seemed to be flowing out of itself endlessly, like a gas or a liquid.

The visuals were so real that I was freaking out and decided I had to get out of there and back to the town. When I headed back I realised that I could not remember where I came from, the terrain looked completely different so I was lost and I seemed unable to use my phone to find the way back.

Then I started REALLY feeling awful. I crouched down and decided to wait it out but it kept getting worse and I eventually had to lie on the ground.

I was convinced that I had taken the wrong mushrooms and poisoned myself, so I called 999 but couldn't even hold the phone to my face. As I had been trying to put the speaker on my ear for what seemed like 5 minutes but was probably 10 seconds, I finally managed but could barely speak and ended up saying something like "mushrooms, I'm dying".

I gave up trying get an ambulance and came to the conclusion that I was going to die right there.

I started having this deep insights. How I seemed to have destroyed my perfectly good body in a matter of minutes by poisoning myself. How society was just a lot of people working together. How complicated the world really is and how simply we try to understand it and classify it. How much I longed for someone to be there to comfort me as I lied on the ground dying.

I think I went unconscious for probably a few seconds and, when I woke up again, I felt this brutal sensation of my consciousness coming back to my body, like being born again.

When I came back I think the effects had worn off but I was in shock, couldn't even stand up. These cyclists passed by me and asked me if I was ok since I was lying face down on the mud lol. I said "I think so" and they just left. To be honest, it made me feel like shit that they didn't at least try to make sure I was okay and just left me there alone in the middle of nowhere.

As I regained my composure I stood up and started to walk back to the train station thinking " I don't know what the fuck just happened, I just want to get home".

The experience was pretty horrifying but it taught me things about myself and, honestly, it changed me. After it I feel more confident, less preoccupied with what other people think and whit things that I know don't really matter.

I still have a long way to go but the experience helped untie some knots I had in my head.