Denver considering decriminalizing 'shrooms

[Progressive Pessimist]

I had a truly bizarre and tragic experience with magic mushrooms last May. This may go on long but I really feel the need to share it. I wasn't even the one who took them. My 19 year-old sister did.

 Her and her friends were outside and took some shrooms to spark their creativity since they wanted to paint pictures. My sister ended up coming inside the house shortly after and projectile vomited before she could make it to the bathroom. That's when I came running in and realized what her and her friends were doing. Along with me came my pet pig, Brandy, who was previously watching television with me in the living room. So now I had to clean up like a 10 foot trail of vomit which Brandy ended up eating because my sister was tripping balls. It was truly miserable having to clean all that. I was mildly concerned about Brandy eating regurgitated mushrooms but I didn't think it would be much of a problem. You hallucinate, you get over it. That's that. I shooed her away though after cleaning her face and hooves, but she already ate quite a lot of the vomit before I could clean it all. That's what pigs do (hence the name), they will eat anything. After some berating from me, my sister apologized for making me clean up her mess when she came down from her trip. She assured me that Brandy would be fine too. After awhile Brandy was spinning around in circles and making strange noises. The poor thing was tripping too. I didn't think much of it though. I thought she'd get over it after a few hours and a good night's sleep.

 Later that night I woke up at 6:00 am to my mom downstairs crying over the corpse of my precious piglet. It was the most upset that I had been since Trump won the election. Brandy was bleeding from her mouth and nose and the only thing I could think of that could have killed her was the shrooms she ate in my sister's barf. Were they laced with something? Is that possible? I have never heard of shrooms killing anything or anyone. My sister felt much guilt from the whole ordeal, but not as much as me. And what if they somehow killed her too? I can never forgive her for her negligence, but then again I should have been more proactive in considering that something was wrong with Brandy. Needless to say, shrooms have kind of bothered me since. I'm still not over it. I feel almost embarrassed to admit to such grief over an animal but I'm a real sucker for cute animals and she was a very loyal and lovable companion to me for those nine or ten months we had her.

So my point from sharing this is this. If they become legal, I have no real problem with it, in spite of the despair that they may have inadvertently caused me. Just please, like with anything, be careful and don't let animals or children take them. I know, it's kind of an obvious observation but it was kind of therapeutic for me to share this story. So yeah, have fun with your hallucinogens Colorado, may they bring you many tax dollars, but I don't want them anywhere near me.

[Progressive Pessimist]

I had a truly bizarre and tragic experience with magic mushrooms last May. This may go on long but I really feel the need to share it. I wasn't even the one who took them. My 19 year-old sister did.

 Her and her friends were outside and took some shrooms to spark their creativity since they wanted to paint pictures. My sister ended up coming inside the house shortly after and projectile vomited before she could make it to the bathroom. That's when I came running in and realized what her and her friends were doing. Along with me came my pet pig, Brandy, who was previously watching television with me in the living room. So now I had to clean up like a 10 foot trail of vomit which Brandy ended up eating because my sister was tripping balls. It was truly miserable having to clean all that. I was mildly concerned about Brandy eating regurgitated mushrooms but I didn't think it would be much of a problem. You hallucinate, you get over it. That's that. I shooed her away though after cleaning her face and hooves, but she already ate quite a lot of the vomit before I could clean it all. That's what pigs do (hence the name), they will eat anything. After some berating from me, my sister apologized for making me clean up her mess when she came down from her trip. She assured me that Brandy would be fine too. After awhile Brandy was spinning around in circles and making strange noises. The poor thing was tripping too. I didn't think much of it though. I thought she'd get over it after a few hours and a good night's sleep.

 Later that night I woke up at 6:00 am to my mom downstairs crying over the corpse of my precious piglet. It was the most upset that I had been since Drumpf won the election. Brandy was bleeding from her mouth and nose and the only thing I could think of that could have killed her was the shrooms she ate in my sister's barf. Were they laced with something? Is that possible? I have never heard of shrooms killing anything or anyone. My sister felt much guilt from the whole ordeal, but not as much as me. And what if they somehow killed her too? I can never forgive her for her negligence, but then again I should have been more proactive in considering that something was wrong with Brandy. Needless to say, shrooms have kind of bothered me since. I'm still not over it. I feel almost embarrassed to admit to such grief over an animal but I'm a real sucker for cute animals and she was a very loyal and lovable companion to me for those nine or ten months we had her.

So my point from sharing this is this. If they become legal, I have no real problem with it, in spite of the despair that they may have inadvertently caused me. Just please, like with anything, be careful and don't let animals or children take them. I know, it's kind of an obvious observation but it was kind of therapeutic for me to share this story. So yeah, have fun with your hallucinogens Colorado, may they bring you many tax dollars, but I don't want them anywhere near me.

I've heard many scarecrow stories about psychedelics but this has to be one of the most unique of all of them. I think it's a little bit unfair that you blame your sister for causing the death of a pet when she had no actual way of knowing that the substance could be lethal to the pig. I mean, it isn't like she left a bag of crystal meth or some sort of obviously toxic substance out for it to eat. The poor girl's only sin is not making it into the bathroom in time.

Yeah, you're absolutely right. I did forgive her later on and we've gotten along just fine since. And I definitely blame myself for some part of it. I may not have made that clear. I was very emotionally distraught at the time. I'll never forget this though.
As for when I referred to her as "negligent" it's because she bought Brandy on impulse at an exotic pet store and I was the one who ended up having to take care of her. My sister got bored of her pretty quickly and didn't feed her, bathe her, paper train her or anything and she moved on from brandy's death much more easily than I did. Maybe I'm jealous that she has been able to move on while I cling to remorse.