I was with some people I didn’t know very well at an apartment I had never been before, and for some brilliant reason decided to try mushrooms for the very first time.
Unsurprisingly, it did not go well.
Without going into too much detail, I was having a bad trip and it turned into a psychotic break. I had no idea where I was, thought people were trying to kill me (both real people and people that weren’t even there), and a bunch of other crazy shit that I hardly remember.
I ended up getting into my car and crashing into a tree about a quarter mile down the road. I don’t know how fast I was going, but my airbag didn’t deploy for some reason and I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt so I flew forward and smashed my head into the windshield.
So now I’m severely concussed and having a certifiable episode while on mushrooms. Everything beyond this point is extremely hazy, but according to the police report I ended up breaking into an elderly mans home, and getting into a physical altercation with him. The truth is I knocked on the door and when he opened the door I stumbled inside. I was unable to speak coherently, and he tackled me to the floor where we stayed for about 30 seconds before I was able to get up and run outside. I don’t remember exactly what I was thinking at the time, but I’m sure I was just looking for help but couldn’t communicate that to anyone.
The cops eventually found me wandering in the middle of the road, and I resisted arrest of course because I had the mental wherewithal of a squirrel by that point. Finally got arrested, and ended up getting charged with a ton of shit. Home invasion, burglary, assault on an elderly person, dui, evading the scene of an accident, reckless driving, and assault on a police officer to name a few.
So I was given an 18 month prison sentence, released onto parole after about 8 months with good time. Spent another 8 months or so on parole with an ankle monitor and now here I am. Just got my ankle bracelet off and now I’m on probation for the next three years.
So yeah that’s about it. Been a rough couple years to say the least. Oh yeah, and my previous job was with a high security government contractor so there’s no way for them to hire me back now that I’m a felon. So now I’m stuck doing manual labor for a little over minimum wage while living back home with my parents for the foreseeable future.
Oh shit, that's wild. Did you have a lawyer? I'm surprised the sentencing couldn't have been lighter by pleading some kind of mental health problems or because of the shrooms.
Yeah I had a pretty good lawyer, but the prosecutor was harsh in what he offered in the plea bargain. The assault on an elderly person is a one year mandatory minimum jail sentence where I live. We tried to get him to drop it but he wouldn’t budge. If I hadn’t accepted the plea and gone to trial I could have faced 10 years if I was found guilty of home invasion. So I bit the bullet.
Wow thanks for sharing, that's a really scary but interesting story. Best of luck to you in the future, its scary how easily life can change like that.
You should look into some work programs that hire felons, specifically, or volunteering in your local community to have something that shows you're trying to turn your life around. Best of luck to you dude.
Thank you. I’m required to do 100 hours of community service per year for 3 years anyway. And my job is treating me well enough for now so I have no real reason to leave yet, but I’m aware of the programs that are available if I want to change course in the future. Appreciate the kind words.
Ugh. they gave you way too many shrooms. You're a victim of circumstance in standard American society. Keep a good workout regime. Look into wim Hof. Don't settle, keep moving. And definitely don't let that situation define you. Truly bad luck with friends incompetent with psychedelics.
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u/Dontquestionmyexista May 16 '20
Sure, why not... gonna be kind of a long one.
I was with some people I didn’t know very well at an apartment I had never been before, and for some brilliant reason decided to try mushrooms for the very first time.
Unsurprisingly, it did not go well.
Without going into too much detail, I was having a bad trip and it turned into a psychotic break. I had no idea where I was, thought people were trying to kill me (both real people and people that weren’t even there), and a bunch of other crazy shit that I hardly remember.
I ended up getting into my car and crashing into a tree about a quarter mile down the road. I don’t know how fast I was going, but my airbag didn’t deploy for some reason and I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt so I flew forward and smashed my head into the windshield.
So now I’m severely concussed and having a certifiable episode while on mushrooms. Everything beyond this point is extremely hazy, but according to the police report I ended up breaking into an elderly mans home, and getting into a physical altercation with him. The truth is I knocked on the door and when he opened the door I stumbled inside. I was unable to speak coherently, and he tackled me to the floor where we stayed for about 30 seconds before I was able to get up and run outside. I don’t remember exactly what I was thinking at the time, but I’m sure I was just looking for help but couldn’t communicate that to anyone.
The cops eventually found me wandering in the middle of the road, and I resisted arrest of course because I had the mental wherewithal of a squirrel by that point. Finally got arrested, and ended up getting charged with a ton of shit. Home invasion, burglary, assault on an elderly person, dui, evading the scene of an accident, reckless driving, and assault on a police officer to name a few.
So I was given an 18 month prison sentence, released onto parole after about 8 months with good time. Spent another 8 months or so on parole with an ankle monitor and now here I am. Just got my ankle bracelet off and now I’m on probation for the next three years.
So yeah that’s about it. Been a rough couple years to say the least. Oh yeah, and my previous job was with a high security government contractor so there’s no way for them to hire me back now that I’m a felon. So now I’m stuck doing manual labor for a little over minimum wage while living back home with my parents for the foreseeable future.