Those two little dudes in the last panel looking at psilocybin the same way my friends look at me when I say shrooms saved my life
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In short, they made me confront a lot of things that I had been holding back since childhood or my teen years. I guess the first big thing was my gender identify (I finally admitted to myself that I'm non-binary after looking at myself in the mirror for what felt like forever during a trip. It was the first time I saw myself as distinctly not a guy, and also the first time I found myself beautiful.)
The second related more to how I interact and share myself with others. I had somewhat of a "bad" trip where I realized I felt like all my relationships were fake, and then further realized that they felt fake because I was unwilling to have any vulnerability with my loved ones. Friends, family, romantic partners, I had this closed shell that I would not let them penetrate no matter how close we were. I'm still working on this, but I'm getting better most of the time.
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Thank you for sharing! Very similar to you here:
Had a sort of bad shroom trip where I felt all weird, got in the shower and then felt very “gay” then I felt bad and scared about it and then immediately after I felt an overwhelming freight train of emotion over how unfair it was to be me and feel guilty and bad about things I liked.
Then the realizations that I’ve felt this way since I was like 14 all fell in and the walls collapsed and I stood in the shower bawling my eyes out. My poor girlfriend was so confused haha.
Moral of the story: shrooms told me it was okay to be bi and to be honest to myself and my loved ones because it’s not a bad thing; it just is.