For my 50th birthday I decided to try some new things. I had thought about mdma as I never wanted to take that when I was younger due to the Leah Betts tragedy. In the end having spoken to my then DP about it at length (he was very knowledgeable and experienced in many drugs) I decided to try a low dose of LSD. It was nice, nothing major, just some slightly enhanced colours and visuals, and a feeling of happiness. I remember seeing an animal in a field and I couldn’t figure out if it was a sheep, a cow or a dog as it looked very boxy with a square head. I started laughing until I cried at this poor animal. Then just got absorbed in looking at the sky, which was rushing along in whirls of cloud. I took photos and they look nothing like what I saw
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The next time I tried mushrooms and can honestly say it was the best day of my life. It started with everything being shinier and more beautiful than ever, the tarmac on the road looked like sparkling Mediterranean tiles in every colour you could imagine, the sky like a prismatic dome, the chirp of insects was so loud and the flowers in the hedgerows had little eyes that were blinking at me.
It kicked in fully and then I started to feel overwhelmed by it so we decided to walk back home, but the journey felt like hours and I didn’t recognise where we were. I didn’t trust my perception of time so was scared to cross a road. I realised we should have stayed at home as we weren’t really safe to be outside. It was certainly much stronger than my DP had ever experienced before. When we got home I stayed in the kitchen. He went upstairs and was having a not-very-nice time.
I however was in ecstasy, literally like an orgasm that didn’t stop, I just kept saying ‘wow’ over and over, and making strange noises and giggling, which was concerning for him to hear as he wasn’t sure if it was good or bad noises! I felt a strong sense of connection to the trees outside, my place in the world, how it’s all connected etc. I went to the loo and saw the universe between my legs. I spent a lot of time looking at the sparkling quartz worktops in the kitchen and watching water run through my hands at the sink. It wore off after about 4 hours. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever experienced. I read someone say that he felt bad once he had tried mushrooms as he would have to tell his children that them being born was only the second best thing that had happened to him! I can kind of agree 
I tried it a second time a few months later. I think the setting made a difference as we were in a dark cottage in the Peak District on a grey and stormy day. So the brooding atmosphere I think added to the trip, making it a much less bright and sparkly experience. It was very ‘whoosh-y’ but still amazing. At one point I became my mum. I was my own daughter and my brothers were my children - it was a really grounding moment that made me feel so connected to my mum. I took a selfie thinking I would see her face! And I think I do look more like her in that pic than any other to be fair, I kind of want to show it to my family and ask if they see her but don’t want to out myself for taking drugs!
I really think that was enough, I have no desire to do it again tbh. The second trip was already slightly less amazing than the first and I was also more anxious, knowing what was to come, and ended up wishing it would finish. But I’m so glad I did it.
Side note - sorry this is long already. But it’s something worth noting. I used to have the most amazing multiple orgasms with an ex where I would see colours and shapes and what I described as architecture - like windows or doors that I went through and then there were more windows and I was going through them one after the other as I was orgasming. I now realise this was psychedelic! I would never tell him that as his head was big enough already but the man literally made me trip through sex!!