7/11/23
WOO first blog post..kind of funny this is the first topic I chose to write about but it’s something I’ve thought about a lot in recent years and now have an outlet to discuss!
Okay, I’d like to preface this by saying my own personal experience with psychedelics is relatively limited. My knowledge only expanded to an acid trip I had on my friend’s couch at maybe 16 or 17. On this trip, I brought along a Moleskine to document whatever groundbreaking thoughts I had that night because that’s what I believed happened to you as soon as you graced your tongue with the colorful square of paper. The next morning I checked the pages waiting to see what otherworldly idea greeted me, a singular sentence was written in black ink in all capitals “GOD IS A BLACK WOMAN”. I showed my friends (all women) who circled around me nodding in agreement. With my positive experience and Moleskine in tow, I believed I received everything I set out for during my trip and that was the end of it. Fast Forward I’m 20 and scrolling TikTok until I can physically feel my frontal lobe disintegrating and a video with the caption “teenage boys after taking a singular magic mushroom and discovering empathy” Immediately I understand. Why is it when a male seems to try any type of psychedelic they figure out what I and many other women have seemed to know all along? “People have feelings too!” Who knew? I went down a rabbit hole after that first video and found thousands of videos of people on the internet poking fun at the lack of emotional intelligence men seem to have. These life altering thoughts usually border between “Did you know that everyone has feelings” or “I should definitely start a podcast”. The phrases “ego death” and “basic human decency” I think are often used interchangeably with little correction. We could talk about how fun it is for girlfriends to run all the emotional errands in your life or how toxic masculinity prevents boys from reaching the level of consciousness most of us discovered at 6 but I digress! I don’t know if I had discovered “the meaning of life” but my hand did turn into a butterfly so pretty close.
Stupidly Sensitive 
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