took shrooms today. played in the pool for ab an hour but it turned into a bad trip after i got out. it wasn't until an hour ago when i got through it n went to talk to my sister in the living room, and my dog ran up to me all frantic. he looked scared-
and relieved that i was okay, and i realized that was the first time ive felt truly loved in a long time. i won't do shrooms again because of his reaction, his fear paired with the fear i felt during the trip..