Why This Single Sober Mom Now Takes Shrooms on the Daily

How microdosing psilocybin dismantled my old patterns and hit the refresh button on my life

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I love shrooms. Other mind-altering substances don’t work for me. But psychedelics? I never had a problem. Before I learned the science behind them, I knew they weren’t harmful.

I’ve been sober for two decades for a good reason. Alcohol is dangerous for me, and I should stay away from it. Cocaine and meth will destroy my life. The jury is still out on weed, but I choose not to take any chances.

I have the best memories of dropping acid on a few occasions and taking shrooms once at a party in Isla Vista, CA, of all places. IV is a small town near UCSB, notorious for its raging parties — not the safest place for a young woman to hang out alone. I was at SBCC, a local community college, and was dating one of the guys who lived with a mutual friend.

Later, we were getting drunk when my friend offered me an eighth of an ounce of whole, dried psilocybin mushrooms. I ate them in a tortilla, then washed them down with a Corona and waited.

The highlights could be straight out of a Gen X movie. Once it began to hit us, we wanted to trip on TV or music. Some guy sitting in an easy chair said, “Relax…

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Michelle Marie Warner
Mental Health and Addictions Community

Writer of all things personal, socially conscious, sensitive, single LGBTQIA+ mom. Ready to bite off more than I've been chewing. michellewarner718@gmail.com