This is an LSD trip report. I'll keep it short and sweet so no one has to skim

So I've been taking a lot of psychedelics recently and I started to realize that there was one emotion I never felt while on these drugs, an emotion that in day to day life I felt almost constantly. Anger...

Tonight I dropped some acid and explored that. Turns out I've been mad at my dad for 30 years. Felt good to uncork that bottle.

Anyway, that's it and I wanted to leave this as a sign post for anyone else that's spent the majority of their life not expressing their feelings. Maybe some future explorer will find it and relate and find some healing.

Much love to dmt-nexus and this community for keeping people safe

what are you mad at? unravel that thread man- take the blanket apart and put it back together better!

then tye-dye it

its ok to be mad sometimes , yet one must not carry the luggage of anger for it is just luggage and takes a lot of unnecessary energy

its best to leave the luggage where it belongs , and carry on easily walking away

yeah, it's amazing how psychedelics can make you realize things about emotions and relationships. There have been countless times when I've realized things about relationships, and then I realize, "oh my God.... I've ALWAYS felt that way, but haven't been aware of it, or why." And then I realize allllllll the ways in which those unconscious emotions manifest in my behaviors and relationships with people.

I'm not mad anymore. I called my dad, vented.

But he was a real jerk growing up. Drank, was abusive towards my mother, my older brother, and then myself after my parents split up.

On an intellectual level I had forgiven him. But as a kid I never felt safe expressing my anger and have always kept it bottled up. So I had to express it last night, to let that energy clear, to let it go. To say what I always wanted too, without fear of reprisal.

It's okay to be angry. We have feelings for a reason and when a man does the things my dad did to my family a person should be mad about it. Repression, at least in my opinion, is what leads to 99% of the craziness in the world.

Anyway I love my dad. He's been working on his own stuff and isn't the man he was when I was a child. But that doesn't mean I didn't have old scars that needed to heal.

I think the kid inside of me just needed to stand up to his father and let him know how bad he hurt me.

yeah... ^^