3rd trip Mushies

Hey y'all! This trip happened just a couple days ago (3-19-21) as of when I'm making this. At the beginning of the day I didn't anticipate a trip, but my family suddenly reminded me that they all (excpet my mother, she was my sitter for the day) were going to appointments/errands early in the morning so I thought long and hard about whether I should or not but said Fuck It and started the process of the trip. I weighed out my 5g (dried) B+ Mushies I had grown just a few weeks prior, juiced 2 lemons into a cup making sure to scoop out bigger pulp clumps and seeds, cut the Mushies up into small pieces, then soaked in the Lemon juice for 30-45 mins stirring occasionally. While waiting for my mushies to finish their magical process, I decided to clean the house up a bit and do some of my chores so I know I have a safe environment for the Mushies. I started off by watering all of my plants that needed to be watered, then harvested a few mushies that decided to pop and set them into my drying closet. After that I swept the floors a bit and changed the sheets and blanket of my bed (this comes important later on in this trip because I picked out a crazy fractal designed bed sheet that tried sucking me in). 45 mins has past and I'm feeling pretty anxious and excited, I grabbed the strainer and another cup and filtered out the Fungal Flesh. My mom then walks out as I'm about to down this and she stalled the downing for a bit which wasn't really a bad thing because it allowed me more time to mentally prepare. She didn't really mind that I was taking these Mushooms because she too has experienced the benefits of these mushrooms long while ago also she knows I've taken other psychedelics before so I'm not new with them. Before she allowed me to down it she told me her first trip with mushies and it was a very interesting story, She then flashed me a bottle of her prescription Ativan and whispered "Just in case things get a bit out-of-hand *wink* " (for those if you that are unaware Ativan is an effective trip killer at least from my mom and I's experiences, it makes you feel funny but at least the trip stops if it gets really bad). I then downed the entire nasty lemon concoction in one gulp followed by a full bottle of water (chugged half then sipped rest). After that I prepared myself for a good hot 15 mins shower. It sadly didn't kick in while in the shower but I didn't really expect it to because 15 mins is too quick even for lemon Tek. After the shower I decided to just stay naked (with a towel when walking around) until it kicks in just because I know mushies love to see naked humans. #Fuckclothes. I laid on my bed for what felt like 30 mins just waiting and surfing the web until I suddenly felt the yawns... That initial mushy yawn was soooo relaxing and euphoric it sent vibrating energetic electric shocks up and down my entire body. My vision developed a slight blue hue to it and everything got so bright and vibrant and colorful and child-like. I knew the mushies have kicked in so I quickly close my eyes and began to meditate. At first there was only darkness with minor light movement until I felt what felt like a switch being flipped on and a burst of color and complex geometric patterns clouded my closed-eye visual space. I also heard a very weird high pitch ringing that kept rosing in pitch, it almost sounded like tenitus but calmer. It kept climbing and climbing and climbing until that's all I heard, it felt like I was about to blast off into space similar to what I've heard with other people's DMT experiences (I have yet to take it) but I never broke through. I was trying my best to break through but to no avail, I'm not sure whether I wasn't ready, something was holding me back, or I didn't take enough. The visuals kept going faster and brighter and more complex while the ringing was getting louder and louder until it all just...froze, everything stopped for a brief moment. I then felt the complete opposite feeling of what I was feeling before, it felt like I was crashing back down to Earth quicker than I left it and I awoke harshly in my body startled by what happened (still full on tripping, mind you). I then felt an extreme need to pee so I rushed over to the bathroom as fast as I could and sat down on the toilet. Y'all can imagine what happened next. Nothing spectacular happened in the bathroom other then me being completely confused as to what the hell happened and the normal bathroom stuff. I finished up, washed my hands, stared into my soul through the infinite abyss of mirrors and me's and unicorns, and went back to my bed. Now this is where my bed sheet comes into play; I had almost forgot that I had these sheets so I opened my blanket uncovering this endless abyss of twisting and turning and full-on 3D complex geometric fractals that was emanating from my bed. It looked almost like a portal I could step through so, naturally, I took a deep dive into this abyss and it actually felt like I went through it. I ended up in my bed surrounded in this vacuum of ever-changing and morphing colorful fractals that were emanating colorful light particles off of them. It was the most spectacular thing I have seen as of yet. I then got spat out of my bed and it felt like I landed on my stomach flat on the bed. After that experience I was laying on my bed just in shock and awe as to what I have witnessed. I then took a few big gulps of water and tried my hand at meditation again. I get into the Criss-cross-applesauce position and close my eyes and at first there was darkness again but more colors than before. Slowly, the colors start forming into shapes and those shapes turn into other shapes that turn into fractals that turn into the indiscribable. I start loosing my sense of self and I'm left as...something floating in a sea of infinite beauty. I don't know where I am but for some reason it's not frightening, it's just beautiful. I never expected to get that kind of journey out of 5g of mushies, I'd expect something like that from maybe double that or even from DMT but I'm not complaining in the slightest. That journey slowly comes to an end and I come back to my body completely shocked and just out of words. The only thing I could think of was to go to the bathroom. (I'm starting to recognize a pattern here; I always feel the urge to go to the bathroom after a trip???Could it be my bodies way of getting rid of the negative energy that I seem to shed during a trip?? Or maybe a coping mechanism?) This time in the bathroom something spectacular happened; I blasted off again... But I never left my body this time. I stayed in my body the entire time and felt like information was being pumped into my brain by...well I don't know what but something. It made me close my eyes and dance/sway a bit while chanting in a language I didn't recognize but understood clearly, I was fully conscious but I wasn't in control. I don't believe the being wants to me share the information he deposited in me just yet. I was then left in more shock and awe than I already was which I didn't know was possible. It almost broke my mind. I then finish up in the bathroom, taking a "quick" peak into mirror world, watching my meat suite decay into nothing leaving the true me, my soul. I left the bathroom still puzzled and questioning everything and decided to finally put some clothes on. As I was finishing up that I heard the soft pitter patter of my 2 adorable puppies rushing towards me, they tackled me into my bed and smothered me with love and kisses. All 3 of us cuddled up and sat in my bed for a good 30 mins until my mother informed me that she was going to make some brownies!!! I got so excited that I accidentally scared both dogs off my bed leaving me alone with my thoughts and the ever-flowing popcorn ceiling. After what felt like an hour but most likely just 30 mins the front door opens and my Eldest sister walks in with her baby and basically left immediately after that to go baby food shopping leaving him all alone with my mom and I (keep in mind I was still tripping throughout this but it was well past the peak at this time, babies mom was unaware of that and I was definitely not going to tell her. I apologize for "willing" taking care of an infant while under the influence of this drug especially after what just happened but noone else was going to and I didn't want to hear a crying baby the entire time, the baby was unharmed the entire time and was mostly happy). I took care of the baby just fine, maybe a few hiccups here and there when trying to feed him and change him (made a big mess) but he still ended up safe and happy. My mom was there for most of it, so it wasn't only me taking care of him by myself. I was still coming down at this point and still piecing everything together again trying to make sense of what just happened and I honestly start freaking out a bit just thinking and thinking and thinking (at this point my mom had the baby). I start having a small panic attack still trying to make sense of everything, getting flashbacks and vivid imagery of what happened, when both of my dogs start running over to me and start licking me and doing exactly as they were trained, calming me down in the process. It took a few minutes of licking to calm me down but they did exactly as they were taught! What would we do without our little furry companions, right? After a few minutes of cuddling I hear the garage door opening signalling that my dad and other sister (handy capped one) were home, that's my cue to go outside and help bring her in. At this point I was still tripping pretty hard and I was trying to keep my sober, to my knowledge I played it off well because no one said anything. During this time I was slowly going insane because I was unable to think properly and felt like I was loosing who I was, I was trying my absolute best to stay sane because I didn't feel like ending up in the mental hospital again but I was seriously struggling on the inside. I needed something to ground me to this plane, but what? I tried making food because I fasted for a total of 15-16 hours at that point and I was really feeling it. My body completely rejected what I made and I felt like I couldn't stomach anything, but I was still feeling hungry. My dad then informs me out of nowhere that he needed help with putting the window on the car and at first I was very hesitant because of obvious reasons but I couldn't tell him i had taken this substance because he isn't aware of it's medicinal properties yet and thinks it's on the same level as PCP or even meth. The only thing I could say was that I was hungry and I'll help after I eat (keep in mind I still couldn't stomach the taste of the food that I had made so this was real torture). I'm freaking out even more at this point but still somehow keeping it cool on the outside from what I could tell. I half finish my food hoping I could maybe re-heat it later then finish it then. I go outside to help my dad with replacing the car window and I couldn't describe in fine enough detail in text how tedious this process was all while trying to recollect myself after a trip. At the end of it though I am glad my dad asked me to help fix the window because that process grounded me better than what I could've done myself, we did end up fixing the window with only minor cuts and bruises and chipped nails. My eldest sister came back while we were fixing the window and also helped w.ith it slightlyTLDR; I can't sum it up in a TLDR, just read it!That about sums up what happened during it all, I apologize for making it so long but it was a very long trip and a long trip report fits it well. If any questions right down in comments! Mush luv y'all!