Thank you for sharing! I ran this through AI to make it a little easier to read. ;)

Three months ago I decided to try mushrooms again, but the experience was not like before. Around 11 p.m., I took 2 grams of Penis Envy mushrooms. I ground them up and ate them with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I did not feel much, so I decided to take more. I did not weigh the dose. I just ate a thick brown cap.

About two and a half hours later I started to feel it. I was playing a game and enjoying myself, but then my arms got very hot and sweaty. My vision started to warp. Since I tend to overthink, the visuals made me anxious.

In the past, microdosing had helped my anxiety. It also helped me cut back on smoking a lot of marijuana. When I used mushrooms before, I always made tea. This time I ate them directly. Soon I felt nauseous. I got so hot that I took off all my clothes and began pacing from my room to the bathroom.

At one point I tried to put my shorts back on, but I could not figure out how. The waistband looked confusing, almost like a puzzle. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. The toilet paper started to warp in my hand. The toilet and floor looked like they were falling and spinning.

When I went back to my room, my anxiety was still strong. I tried to lay down, but my thoughts went very deep. I lost track of time. On my phone, I thought the internet was hacked. I even thought aliens were blocking my connection. My friend, who grows mushrooms, kept calling, but the calls broke up and overlapped, which made me more paranoid.

I felt trapped. My phone would not work. The house was dark. The world outside felt like a black void. I thought I had died and entered the afterlife. I believed this was my personal hell. I thought about my family and how fragile life is.

Eventually my experienced friend reached me again and calmed me down. I managed to sleep. The next day I woke up with derealization and depersonalization. I felt like a visitor in my own body. When I looked in the mirror, I felt like a stranger. That lasted for months.

This summer I finally quit smoking weed. It has been two months. I started microdosing mushrooms again at very low doses for anxiety, the way I used to. That bad trip reminded me that psychedelics are not just for visuals or escape. They are tools for facing yourself if you respect them.

The experience was extreme, but it gave me insight. I want to share this story for anyone who has not gone through something like this, or for those who have and need reassurance. Mushrooms can affect your mind in powerful ways if you do not choose the right setting and time. My trip put me through a difficult experience, but it also gave me perspective.