Have you ever had a bad trip on acid? What's it like?

Yes.

Two times I took acid and the mood just wasn't right. It caused my trip to go bad- and it's very hard to recover from a bad trip. Usually, once it goes bad you are going to stay that way until it's over.

The only way I can explain it is that you feel like everything is going absolutely wrong and everything is life-threatening. You go in circles from one panic-fear state to another. Even things that are not bad you will blow out of proportions because they feel very real to you.

Once I made the mistake of taking acid when I had to drive later. I got paranoid on the drive and was certain that I was going to run off the road and kill myself. My friend said I seemed to be driving fine, though. I had things to do later so I was paranoid I would miss them and I really wanted the experience to be over. I tried to lay down, but I saw some dust on a fan and thought the fan was covered in bees. I was terrified. I thought if I laid there it would blow the bees on me, but if I moved they would chase me.

A bad trip is like being insane for a few hours.

A bad trip on acid is like a living nightmare. My mistake might have also been taking 300 mikes. It started out when me and my girlfriend were in my friend's car waiting for him to buy cigarettes at 7-eleven. She looked at me and making me laugh and then crossed her eyes and started moving them around and stuck her tongue out at me. I quickly looked away from her and started yelling at her to "never fucking do that again." I kept stressing that for a while. After my friend was done buying his cigarettes we went to his house to pick up his guitar. When we were on his street I had such an indiscribable unpleasant feeling with no visuals. He grabbed his guitar and off we went to my girlfriend's house. That's when it started to hit me. I started to not understand anything. Even though I knew that it would be over I was convinced that it would never end and that the visuals were real. I looked up at my girlfriend's friend who was already at my girlfriend's house when we got there and she had gashes across her face, dark circles around her eyes and what looked like an ear torn in two. I started crying because everything that everyone said felt like they were mocking me. As many lights as I tried turning on everything was still dark and gray. My friend put his hand on my shoulder as I was looking down and said to me "are you kinda freaking out man?" I looked up at him and his eyes were drooping and had dark circles under his eyes. All of a sudden it seemed as though he was yelling at me and constantly repeating himself "are you kinda freaking out man, are you kinda freaking out?!" I started yelling for them to stop and that I'm sorry. I wanted it to go away so bad that I tried sleeping it off. I was imagining all of the people I was with killing me as I was trying to go to sleep, and on acid things that I imagined in my head seemed 100% real. I stood up and without looking I punched two of my friends. I was on the phone with my best friend who is very experienced with acid asking him what I should do. After that I was fine. I was starting to come down and I spoke with my girlfriend for the rest of the time until 8am. That was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, but I'm so glad it happened the way it did. That bad trip let go of so many of my inner demons and gave me closure with a lot of personal things. I did acid about 3 months later and it was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced.

Yes, acid was like going to hell and back for me. The trip started off really good, me and my friend were walking around my apartment laughing constantly. The floor was glowing and the walls were shiny. Well, things were continuing good so I sat down on my couch. I have a rug with a spiral-ish pattern on it and the pattern was totally chaning(almost like watching TV). Well things started changing color, from white, to yellow, to bright orange, to green, and so on. Well after a longwhile, my rug started darkening and the bright orange it was started turning red and the border was turning black. This really freaked me out and I closed my eyes and tried to relax.

So my walls are white normally. Well they had turned green and dark purple and my friend turned into somebody totally different. He had black markings on his face and was carrying a knife. I watched his eyes get really squinty and turn gold. Freaked out, I go to lay down on my couch. He was staring at me from across the room when I realized his eyes were now completely black and he was starring me right in the eyes. I was absolutely mortified, my vision went totally blurry, started sweating, felt dizzy, and well felt like I was about to die.

I could say more but the fact is, my acid experience was horrifying and will probably never do it again. I talked to my friend afterwards about it and he was also having a horrible trip.

Yes... it was awful... things started out great... we were peaking and laughing and having a great time... we got back to my friends apartment and were sitting on his couch again laughing and telling jokes... when all of a sudden the room started spinning... fast, then it would reverse and spin backwards... I got really scared and didnt understand anything that was going on... you know when you are little and you stand in one place and spin around in a circle to get dizzy? Thats exactly what it felt like except 100 mph... apparently i started crying and yelling for it to stop. It didn't. The spinning did slow but with the spinning came different perceptions of the room and with the different perceptions of the room came different perceptions of the people in the room. This is very hard to explain so I am going to do my best. One minute I was looking at my boyfriend and talking to him and the next he was talking in circles repeating himself saying the same thing over and over again.. I begged him to quit thinking he was messing with me... He wasn't it was the acid. This continued through out my trip and it became very hard to distinguish what was real from what wasn't real. Along with my boyfriend and friend talking in circles and saying the same things over and over again they would repeat the same actions over and over again. I am serious when I tell you I couldn't find reality. It was the scariest feeling of my entire life. Throughout my trip I somehow got in the mindset that I was in a coma and trying to wake up... and that they were some how talking to me and I could hear them. There were points where I would be in the room with my bf (he never left my side) and I wouldn't see anyother person in there with me. These voices I heard in my so called "coma" were encouraging me to find them.. this happend to be the reality I was so desperately looking for. I didnt know what to do I was so scared, at one point, trying to determine if anyone else was with me in the room or if i was indeed by myself I got the idea to strip naked. Thinking .. " if i am in here with other people they will stop me" It worked.. I have to kind of laugh at it now thinking how completely idiotic i must have looked. But thinking about the feelings I felt and the emptyness that consumed me still scares me to this day. The things I have described were only the beginning... There is so much to this I don't think I have the patience or the nerve to sit here and type it all out... Eventually I did find reality. My boyfriend took me to my place and tried to get me to eat a little. I was still having a bad trip but since I was coming down it wasn't nearly as intense. I do remember him being on the phone while we were sitting on the grass in front of the parking lot to my apt. and him saying something... Idk what but it triggered it... the parking lot jumped at me and all at once everything got darker... it scared me and I wanted to go inside... I didnt sleep that night... I think partly I was too scared I was going to go back into it... But there are some times (even though I have never ever done acid again) that I feel like im going to slip back into my trip and it scares the hell out of me... my suggestion... don't do it... some might say i didnt have the right mind set or i wasnt in the right setting... I was in the perfect mindset I was happy and laughing and I was at a friends apt where i had been on numerous occasions, and felt very comfortable being there... Some things are just out of our control and when your subconsious mind takes over its very hard to get that control back

I guess you could say that.
I think it was mostly because I took 5 pain killers and snorted one then smoked some trees earlier in the day.
I think it would've been better if I wasn't puking all night.
but I couldn't look at my friend because her eyes would look like they were glowing red then they would go completely black.
but I couldn't seem to stop laughing at everything.

I had a bad trip last night. Thankfully I overcame it and bounced back and turned it back into a good trip. I was in an apt and felt like the walls were closing in one me i was even scared to get in the elevator. I made my friend go withe me outside for a little while and everything got better from there. Music helped also. I just really felt like i needed more stimulation.

No, but i have had bad acid, to much rat poison, my gut had horrible pain and my whole head felt like it needed to be removed.

Its not that bad man. Every trip is a bad trip you just have to relax and remember that it will eventually end man its not that bad. I had a brainscan done after tripping over 100 times on acid and the doc said i was perfectly fine. He said the chemical levels in my head were nearly 100% normal.

Yes. The one and only time I took acid I had a very long bad trip. It was like a bad dream I couldn't wake up from.

No thank god. I have done ALOT of Acid in my younger days... i knew this one guy who was having a "BAD TRIP," he climbed up a tree and stayed there for 8 hours.... Couple days later said he was freeked out thats why he climbed up a tree.

If you have good people / friends around you when you do it you should be okay...

I had bad trip ON LSD I SMOKED POT TOOK PILLS N SPEED FOR MANY YEARS HAD ONE BAD TRIP NOW I CURNT SMOKE BUD OR TAKE ANY DRUGS ENDED UP IN HOSPITAL GIVEN ME SHT TO SLOW ME HART RATE DOWN LASTED FOR 15 HOURES SCARED THE SHT OUT ME I WAS 15 NOW 17 N STILL COMES ON EVERY HOUR N THEN HOW CAN I GET OVER IT N TAKE DRUGS AGEN PILLSS N SPEED ??? EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT TRYING IT SCARED I DIE OR HAVE HEART ATACK my hole body went num every body in hospital looked like they were dying thout embalence was flying i just thout i was guna dye n it sucs i loved xtacy pills n weed now curnt take it expesly weed me heart starts pumping crazy wat should i do ????

yes, I have bad trips on acid when I take high dosage of it. usually when I take more than 900 mrg. Most of my bad trips are individual trips about dying, madness, lost of every meaning and definitions and losing my identity completely. every time I have individual bad trips, I handle that at last and I come from darkness to light at the end of trip.
Every time but last time…
Last time I take three "dalai lama" acid blotters in a valley of mountain at night, me and my friends (we were 6 guys) have a terrible trip together. honestly, I don't know that was just a acid trip or some kind of reality.
We have seen a demonic entity trying to come inside our body; this experience was the most horrible and tragic thing ever happen to me.
The demon try to come inside every one of us, every time the demon come inside one of us, he scream and jump and take off his cloth and try to drive out the demon, this scenario happened to each one of us one by one. At last, the demon stay in body of youngest guy of group.
He has terrible time after that experience. He felt extreme absurdity in the day after that acid trip. He seen night and stars when sun was approximately in middle of sky (at 11 am)…
Any way, I do not want to have a experience like that in all of my life again.

Ha yee i had a bad trip last week. The Friday i was with my friend and we got really drunk off drinking 4 lokos and i passed out in my garage. The next morning i woke up with no memory where i had been last night and how i got in my bed. Then I had to go take my SATs, wtf. So i took them hung over as fuck and a stomach ache. Finally after feeling completely defeated by the test i slept for about 2 hours. Then my friend called me and reminded me that we had planned to take this trip. Still excited I went smoke driving with him for a while, then we got 5 hits from my friend. he only took 1 and i took 4, bad idea. We didn't have anywhere to go, but to my friend's party. So we get to my friend's party and by then I'm tripping full force and the trees are glowing and the street lights gave me this compelling feeling of completeness. But as we pulled up I started getting really paranoid that my friends were going to take all my stuff because I was trippin and that I was really helpless if they really wanted to rob me. So my two friends i was ridin with left me at the car and went inside the house. Finally after realizing my friend's car doesn't lock i just said fuck it and went in with little confidence. Finally with everyone happy to see me I felt endeared and loved. As the night went on, beer pong was being played. I decided I'd play one game. Then another cuz there weren't any players. After about 5 beers I was a little drunk, but the acid was kicking in really hard. Then I started feeling like everyone was laughing at me and I felt like shit. Then when i stepped out to take a piss everyone started laughing and i could here them talking about me behind my back. Say stuff like,"He's fried" and "wtf!". So I just tried to brush it off and went back inside. I just felt completely taken advantage of. The longer the night progressed the more uncomfortable i became with my friends. I couldn't express myself to anyone cuz of the cottonmouth and beer dehydration. Plus when we all decided to hit some ganja, noone would let me in the circle. So I was pissed cuz i threw in for most of it. After letting that go, I tried to focus on something happy, like how beautiful the world was. But it was dark, after that I felt like everything had gone wrong and nothing was going to improve. Finally me and my friend left the party and drove back to his house. I had never been to his house, but it was really open, dark, cold, and scary. It made really wierd noises like some drain thing and creeked everywhere. So after smoking a bowl, we started watching tv. Then he decided to go to bed. After he left I was really cold and couldn't figure out how to get warm. And everything started going really bad after that. Everything I looked at gave me a bad feeling, like one in your gut. And i just started thinking if this would ever end. Finally his dad gave me a ride back to my house after i told him i couldn't stay. Finally relieved i tried to get some sleep, but couldn't becuz it was becoming morning. So I stayed up and wished I had some music to listen to. Then after about five hours of laying in my bed for some sleep, I realized I had a eye doctor's appointment at 4 p.m.. After going there I stupidly confessed to my parents that I had been trippin and probably couldn't take the test. But the test went alright, but I was nervous and discouraged the whole time. Finally I got home, I felt I could sleep. But my parents wanted to go out to eat, then my sister started raising a fuss and fighting with them. I felt like I was destroying my family and noone or anything could help. It was the worst feeling ever.

Yes, acid was like going to hell and back for me. The trip started off really good, me and my friend were walking around my apartment laughing constantly. The floor was glowing and the walls were shiny. Well, things were continuing good so I sat down on my couch. I have a rug with a spiral-ish pattern on it and the pattern was totally chaning(almost like watching TV). Well things started changing color, from white, to yellow, to bright orange, to green, and so on. Well after a longwhile, my rug started darkening and the bright orange it was started turning red and the border was turning black. This really freaked me out and I closed my eyes and tried to relax.

So my walls are white normally. Well they had turned green and dark purple and my friend turned into somebody totally different. He had black markings on his face and was carrying a knife. I watched his eyes get really squinty and turn gold. Freaked out, I go to lay down on my couch. He was staring at me from across the room when I realized his eyes were now completely black and he was starring me right in the eyes. I was absolutely mortified, my vision went totally blurry, started sweating, felt dizzy, and well felt like I was about to die.

I could say more but the fact is, my acid experience was horrifying and will probably never do it again. I talked to my friend afterwards about it and he was also having a horrible trip.

I had a bad trip last night. It was my first time dropping acid and I took a 3 hit sugar cube. i felt like i was trapped in the bad part of my mind and i was becoming a part of a nightmare world that i couldnt get out of. I didnt feel human at all. It was the scariest thing ive ever experienced in my life. it was like that the whole entire night until the next morning. im going to try it again soon but not 3 hits. never again. hopefully it will be good tripping

No disrespect for the drug addicts out there. i have a question and i need a sane professional person to answer i dont need a person that is in denial and that try so hard to convience themselves that it wont happen, i done it before its a great trip blah blah. sadly to ruin your fun but you day will come. my cousin stayed lost fom just taking one of those lsd 10 years ago and still has not came back. the same as all teh stories just that all the supposably bad trips they had they were lucky to even come back my cousin wasnt that lucky so eventually nobody had no bad trip if they came back my question for the sane professional person is there any hope for him or is he gone forever

I only tried Acid once, and that was all it took to know it wasn't for me.

Someone replied with a comment about his cousin getting "lost" and "never coming back"... This was exactly what I felt was happening as I started to trip.

First of all, I made the mistake of hearing somewhere that time does not exist as a valid concept in physics, combine that with the fact that LSD makes the passage of time more difficult to comprehend and I was telling myself that the trip was NEVER going to end and I had no way to prove it would.

The second thing, The concept of subjectivity was really REALLY bothering me... and continues to do so to this day, I couldn't find a suitable answer for this question: "How can you PROVE that someone is observing a situation independently of yourself?"

This screwed me up for days, Im terrified of being alone. I dont mean alone as in "I stayed, but the rest went to the nightclub" I mean alone as in "I stayed, but no one else was ever here"

:(
I spent about an hour describing my bad trip, my friends almost bad trip and ways to avoid bad trips and ways to recover and in the end i hadn't made an account yet.... DAMN! Here goes again but much quicker this time

Basically... I have had a bad trip and it is terrible...
I lost track of time
I forgot i was tripping balls
I stayed in the exact same setting
I kept thinking about the things that were making me panic.

I lost track of time and thought i would be tripping balls forever. I felt like i was in a coma just as hippyflip was and people were saying "you're gonna be fine" They were saying it very bluntly and quickly but it sounded more distant and slower like they were trying to help me out of a coma. (no one told me what time it was when i asked)

I forgot i was tripping balls. no one thought it was necessary to tell me. but it was necessary.

I stayed near the things that were freaking me out because thats where my friends were.

I kept thinking about the things i was seeing and they basically helped me freak out even more.

To combat a bad trip, Keep track of time. Figure out what time it is when you get that nervous feeling in your stomach right before everything goes bad. (you'll know.. it's a panic like feeling) remain calm and tell your friends you're getting nervous. Your friends should know to help you through the steps... Have them tell you what time it is, how much time has gone by and that it will be 100% controllable in less than 10 hours from the time you took it. Also have them remind you that the things you are seeing or the things you're making up aren't real because you're tripping. Next, if you feel it is necessary, change your environment. Get somewhere completely different. The lighter the better, because it helps you stay in closer touch with reality.

Lastly, find something to do.. help youself not think about the bad things by focusing on the good things... Have your friends make everything seem awesome, because it is! its the coolest thing ever.... Everything is new, everything is different than when you're sober.

My friend started going bad one time so I made tripping balls into a game for him. I told him that the couch was a train station. It was where we met and i told him leaving the couch is when you slip in and see the non real things. I told him that everything was great and we're gonna wanna remember it all tomorrow so i told him to write down all the cool things he was seeing. We grabbed a journal and i said i would go first. the scared friend left the couch with the other friend and they went on their journeys as they left the station. I told them they got to choose their trips and i'll call them when it was time for someone else to record what was going on. This is EXACTLY as lame as it seems but i was tripping balls so to us it seemed incredibly fun and amazing. At times we left the "Train Station" together to go on "epic" journeys. When we got back we would talk about how funny or awesome things were. If you can help them get to the mindset that everything is great, they will be stuck that way. And when you get to this realization that everything in the world is awesome, or better than it was before, you'll feel euphoric.

My train station trip was the best one i've ever had and i spent half of that night writing in a journal with 2 friends........ Might sound lame but ever since that trip i've been happier than i have ever been in my entire life because i know that everything is good. it's been over a month and every day i'm just as happy as the last.

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I had a bad acid trip in 1980. I went into the bathroom to purchase while at a concert...I forget the name of the Band...I think it was E.L.O. Anyway, took the hit and It was bad, really bad that I actually became demon possessed and life became a living hell until the day I accepted the Lord Jesus as my personal Saviour on May 8th, 1983..3 years later, Believe me. It was living Hell! Jesus cured me from all drugs and Real Demons! I kid you not! Don't mess with the stuff, Its no good chemically or spiritually. You can open Gates from Hell and ruin your brain...Please, don't do it!

To ksoria and beegees. I am a psychiatrist and a person that has had an extremely bad trip. Ksoria, it is probable that your cousin had a predisposition to schizophrenia genetically. It is impossible to say if he would have eventually had the break if the chemical had not been there. After 10 years it is extremely unlikely that he will recover to an appreciable extent unfortunately. Some of his symptoms can be controlled with medication, however his cognition will never completely recover due to the damage done.

LSD is the extreme in psychoactive substances. Personally, I believe it goes further than that for some people.. and that you can experience "hell." It certainly allows for perception in some people.. that can be uniquely powerful, life changing, and potentially horribly destructive. Many people I have known that have experienced it have been forever scarred and several have eventually committed suicide.

I dont believe the experience is worth the risk. But unless you've been there.. no one would ever believe how horrible perception can be. If you have "bad tripped" it will be a defining experience of your life.. one that I personally wish I could forget. Stay away from LSD is my advise.. the human mind/brain is just not ready for it.