What a Bad Trip on Acid Feels Like
An experiential account from an addict turned neuroscientist.
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6 min readMar 31, 2020
I’ve taken acid more times than I remember, but the night with the chicken is one I’ll never forget.
It was the summer of 94, and we were all on our school holidays — a gang of skinny teenagers looking to kill time. I worshipped The Doors back then, Jim Morrison in particular…
