I had my first shroom trip last night. It was both the most amazing and most terrible night of my life. The colors and patterns were all so amazing, it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. However, I decided to go to bed with no one else around, I just started thinking and thinking. I don't know how to describe it, but I got so lost I had nothing to hold onto. I was about ready to kill myself. I had to wake my family up and tell them I was sick. I finally calmed down, but I nearly killed myself just to make it end. I felt so empty it was crazy. If you come off the trip with friends is it always this bad?