Curtis Perkins

So I recently got my hands on some albino penis envy. I have done who knows how many mushrooms this summer but certainly more than I ever had at any other point in my life. I knew that the apes were probably much more potent than my usual supply and probably should have taken less, but I was cocky and wanted to push it as far as possible. So I didn't eat anything before I started because I wanted to get the most of them. I set aside 10g and began to eat them but I only made it through about 8 of them before deciding I couldn't have another without throwing up. Things were great at first. I've never had a more intense come up. I was chilling at the park with my brother and cousin and things were good. I eventually peaked and it was crazy good and euphoric for a while. But I found myself starting to get scared and wishing I was home with my wife so I could cuddle her and ride it out. So I tried to walk home on my own. But as I approached main St, a wave of crazy intense visuals washed over me. So here I was, in the middle of very busy main St traffic, confused, disoriented and honestly terrified that I was gonna get hit. So I sat down on the walking bridge and called my brother and asked him to meet me. I was trippin so hard that I couldn't even tell if I was on the sidewalk and I was seeing terrifying shapes morphing out of every surface imaginable. I have no idea how I made it to my brothers house but by then I was completely losing my mind. I felt as if my mind was shattering and for a while I honestly forgot that I took anything and thought I just went crazy. I tried to get ahold of a Benzo to cop out of the trip but sadly nobody could bring me any. At this point I broke down and basically begged my brother to take me to the ER so they could bring me down. Thankfully, he did not take me. He did however, walk me through town and on several occasions grabbed me to pull me close for my safety as I was unable to walk straight and kept getting close to traffic. I was walking the blocks that I grew up on and At no point did I have a clue where I was. We eventually got back to his house and I drank some coffee because the trip was just too much to handle and I heard caffeine helps. At this point I remembered that tripsit site and was gonna try to chat somebody but then I remembered this amazing place. I desperately posted some status looking for someone to talk to and the response time was incredible, seriously, thank you guys. So anyways our good friend ALX called me and talked me down and I finally felt a sense of calm. I relaxed and just rode out the rest of the trip. Even now, 9 hours after I ate them, I'm struggling to remember most of the details and I'm sorry because I really wanted this to be richer in detail. If you take nothing else from this story, take home the lesson that these substances demand respect. I could easily have died when I attempted to walk home alone in the state I was in. I vastly underestimated my dose and if I hadn't been around good people I probably would have gotten hurt.