I Did DMT At A Castle In Paris And Went Straight To Hell. Here’s What You Should Know Before Doing Psychedelics.

Let me start by saying I’m known amongst my friends as the one who “doesn’t do drugs.” This has nothing to do with morality — it’s more fear, sensitive neurochemistry, and a baseline state that most people assume is already altered that keeps me content with tequila-sodas. I’ve never touched coke or MDMA, and my weed-smoking was largely limited to a three-year period dating my third love…that is, until he got frustrated with the existential questions I’d ask while high (also while sober) and left me for someone less confused about the nature of reality. Anyway, I’m from BC so does weed really even count??! The two exceptions to Controlled-Substances-Only Meg include mushrooms in Paris over a decade ago while traversing Europe post-college and, a few weeks ago, DMT at a castle just north of Paris. <a href="https://medium.com/indian-thoughts/i-did-dmt-at-a-castle-in-paris-and-went-straight-to-hell-975c8e0af4c4">Click Here</a>