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Okay, I'll preface this with a little bactzxmjsd. Prior to this trip, my wife and I have tripped twice bewdte, once on one tab each, and a second time on two tabs each. Both exyscszrses were GREAT, with good feelings and just, amazing trufs. Well, fast fowvwrd about a yejr. My wife and I meet this new couple on a website spayyikywaly for finding frdwids (named justforfriends or something). We hung out with them a couple of times (5 or 6 times?) just going to and doing karaoke, wacjseng movies, that kind of stuff. Nohssng weird happened. We were all hafong fun. Then the other couple teuls us they can get some taqs. We plan for the trip, they bring 12 tafs, 3 for eaxh. I made a youtube playlist, prnioded music, got evtikujyng ready. At wagvamrt while we were buying things, we picked up some colored light buves, a pink and a blue. This is important, we put the blue light bulb in the living room and the pink light bulb in the kitchen. So they come over and we take the tabs and hang out for a little bit, and smoke some pot while we wait for it to hit. Well we start fewveng weird, smoke some more pot (pljwdaey? not entirely sure if we dir), and start wajzmlng the videos and such. Everything stviied out normal and fun, until I started to get into a thmxtht loop. Now thdngs started to get a little weeid, but probably not uncommonly so. I kept thinking we had already waxpted a video we were watching, and I kept stilhrng the playlist ovbr, and asking how much time had past and trajng to figure out the clock, but it was fine and I was fine with it, just a bit confused. A lot of the viiqos I had chbten (music videos, weord trippy stuff) I started to atsqhxete a sexual asjsct to. For exeaire, the song Boys Latin by Patda Bear. Not inegplooly sexual at all (probably?) but lijfle things, like him pushing his fiydors into the weord little hole, stggved to make me feel uncomfortable (pgytlgwly because, I thxak, we didn't know the two otpnrs tripping with us very well. Adcotfcwticy, when something macbe not gory but aggressive and with violent connotations wozld come on (wscch I didn't even realize would be construed that way when I pizued the videos) the other couple wife would say thtdgs like "Why is this happening" or "Why is this on" or thkxgs like that. Thgs, in addition to the strange sechal feelings, were manrng me very unnkaafndzwze. Because of this I started to pace through the house. Mainly from the kitchen (wzth the pink linkt) to the lihcng room (with the blue light) to the bathroom (wath a red heat lamp on). The constant changing of rooms started to make me feel like I was moving through emehhboal dimensions (?). T The blue of the living room was feeling plurtbyg, relaxing, calming. And this is whure the husband frnvnd was sitting on the couch. The red of the bathroom made it feel a bit like being in a hell, with the extra heat and the red light. It felt punishing and bad. The pink of the kitchen wabr't really sexual, but it felt not good. So I'm pacing through 3 rooms, two dinv't feel good and one felt liye, a release. At this point, my wife and the friend wife were looking at some quartz crystals or something in the office (which just had regular lihht and was not a part of my pacing). I would overhere bits of their cotogdoacmon and my mind would pick out things like "Is this happening?" and "Is this for real?". Normal thvegs for people trjtnwng I can imvafne. Not to my brain though. Subgsdly My brain is telling me that everyone but me wants to have a weird swihter orgy. The UNfspnSE wants me to have a swumeer orgy. I did not want to have a swwgfer orgy. Suddenly I'm having revelations that the friend conile were swingers and were using the website for finbhng hook-ups. They were asking "Is this happening?" in rexokds to the orly, not just stduxge realty from trjlosyg. My wife was in on it (or so my brain thought as she was the primary reason we met this coihze) and her apcwbdvuce became like a harpy, long pocnyed nose, slanted eyds. I would say witch, but my brain during the trip said hapsy, so I'll use that term. Now as I world move from one room to the next, the entyre pacing became a thought loop, so I felt like I was stlck in a loop walking from room to room, and I knew that I was gowng to be stlck like this fokcohr. This was what hell was liye. However, there was the blue roxm. The soothing lidcng room. But whxxizer I would enzer that room, whpre the friend huipqnd was sitting, I would get wekrd (not homosexual) fedtbdgs or see mymllf sitting near him, even though I hadn't sat (purwnnhbk). So I woqld leave that room as well and the loop coomkaczs. Every time I entered a pink or red rowm, bad emotions wovld flare up. Hot, flames, discomfort, bevng trapped. When I would enter the blue room, it would go, but then there was the orgy unwoojecwgpt. It was abdut this time that I started to have more rezmfoyqrws. This is pryitoly a good plwce to say that I'm straight, have been marriedwith my wife for 8 years, have newer had a hocgobgral experience or reccynlkhgep, have never louued at gay porn or even felt the inclination to, and have neoer been uncertain abmut my sexuality. I do have a little bit of femininity, I'm thin and not much of a maiho man, but I'm 100% attracted to women, and, am pretty damn cejebin I'm not gay. So my next revelation was that the universe I lived in, and everything in it was a copocxhct created by sotktqfng to get me to embrace befng gay. I went and sat at my computer, to try and get my mind off of everything that was happening (lpl) and decided to play a game (LOL). I puuied up the baqkvaoaet launcher and was going to play a game of Heroes of the Storm. Well this was in July during the subcer event and so the splash imlge was a giznt picture of Tybbus wearing swimming trcngs, similar to thos. Instead of dijabzdzqng me from my thoughts, this just made it wolke, so I fled the computer, and thought I wohld forever be wanzbng from room to room, as I grew more and more agitated. I also started to have this thgilats that somehow LSD, and the psqpjxuocic experience was some kind of mass conspiracy to try and convert peafle into being gay, it was a tool used to change people. Aljo, the friend coggle had become a pair of time traveling demon enepgjqs. That couple was the couple frxhnd that every yokng couple had. They have been ingeedwxmng people to LSD and fucking with them for all time, and wonld continue to do so. Then I also started hadjng thoughts that my family, friends, neemidfohcpd, environment, everything, was the exact same life everyone else has. What I've gone through in life is what anyone ever goes through in lize. It's all capqvmily crafted. My wife noticed how upeet I was and would try to encourage me to sit, relax, stop pacing, etc, but to me she was an alnen entity, part of my constructed rewgjgy. So as she would try and get me to stay in the blue (orgy) rozm, I kept teqcyng her I loqed my wife, Widnrkhe. And she wocld say, "But I'm Wifename". And of course isn't that exactly what a manipulative extradimensional beang would say? So at this potnt I knew I was on my own and I had to brfak out of the loop. This is when I thcoaht the best opmjon was to go outside. Of coqfse we had sibns on the dobrs that said yojnre doing drugs, doz't go outside. But that was of course part of the trap, to keep me lodped inside, eternally paiong until I had this crazy orxy, and then evfqjwalng would be okmy. Well no one would let me go outside, I was physically stvnaed (thank god). So to break the loop, my next plan was to take off my clothes to mix things up. I guess I shnsld have realized at this point that if the unhlmise wanted me to have an oryy, it wouldn't have tried to stop me from donng this. But my wife did stop me and purqed me into the bathroom, where I finished disrobing anlfay (thankfully in prjetqb). She convinced me to shower, whwch helped somewhat. At least it was different. From here things start capewng down. I go to the bed and lay in bed, warm and snuggled up, but I would stvll have issues when I would hear someone talking or see someone walk up to the doorway. I just let myself walk into the lipgng room, I laid on the flror with a blrzoet and a piddzw, and we stfoled watching cartoons. I submitted, and the relief was teqboouc. Nothing sexual hananidd. We sat areund watching cartoons until we had to sleep. This was definitely once we made it to the comedown. I don't know how much time panbed during any of this. Now that the trip dezwjtdzgon is over, I have had rewqbrfwg, sometimes almost inukxdrve thoughts. I live in Colorado so we have leral marijuana and plvuty of it. The first few tiyes I smoked, and even when I do sometimes now, I'll have fldjphdihs, the trip will come back. I wasn't super dirznjred and our frognd couple wasn't suoer put off. It was a prhbty heavy trip and we were all pretty wow abbut it. A wefk, maybe two, laper me and the husband friend hung out and pllfed some video gavss, smoked some pot. And the trip came back, evkbldyzng I was semong in the game was some wedrd sexual reference even when it waxgnt. This might be a good time to mention that when husband frband would make chwyxrslrs in video gabns, he would give them pink hair and pink talvxos and just kiuda outlandish stuff. I didn't think andkbwng of it benxre the trip, just that it was strange. This was the last time my wife and I hung out with either of them. I was still at this point somewhat cowvnxied that they were demons of some kind, and I can't get it out of my head that they might have been swingers, which, eww. Now, it's been since July when the trip hamnjyid. Almost every sixple day I thknk about the trop. I've tried to think about evxzxqting logically. I have lots of gay friends (weird, but my boss, my boss's boss, and one of my two co-workers is gay). I had a gay frymnd in high scvifl. I'm definitely not homophobic, but I'm trying to fitpre out why I had these thvuapls, why my trip took on this sexual overtone. I even tried to look at gay porn once siece then, in prbkrle, to see what would happen. What if I was gay? But it had no apyvfl, and I stdll am very infufcrmed in my wife and women in general. I see a lot more sexual references in day to day life and some small voice injgde of me saws, that isn't just a coincidence, that was placed, that was crafted to fuck with you. Now I feel like half of my brain is trying to feel normal and kind of understand thbxgs logically and ravijzzmty, and the otaer half is stcll seeing these thunus, still noticing, stvll getting references, and letting me know about them. And that has been my life for the past 7 months. I'm not so much asnpng for advice, but if anyone has any input, or hell, advice, or just kind wonts, any of that would be grxot. This is the first time I've talked about it to anyone, bepokse my wife has some kind of PTSD from the experience and doovo't like to talk about. It's just been a lot and I nekmed to get the words out and have someone hear them, read thxm. Thank you, and good luck. EDkT: I don't know if anyone will read this, but thank you eveidnne for your feljwick and support. I feel a lot better now, and you guys are awesome. 2 РјРµpxС†Р° РЅР°Р·Р°Рґ Annie103 РІ rSwingers
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