I might have shared my mushroom experience here before.
If so, ignore
It was still legal to buy them in ths country at the time, although rules were being stretched, so the Govt clamped down.
I'd seen the sign outside the shop I walked past about them not being available much longer and not really thought much of it.
But one evening I left work and decided on a whim to buy some.
The shop owner was very responsible, gave me a crib sheet, talked me though it (after ascertaining it was my first time) even down to suggesting how much to take and the need to have a responsible person with me.
So I went home and took what he had suggested.
Nothing.
Feeling reckless I took some more after an hour.
Nope.
This went on at more frequent intervals.
By the time I was starting to feel the effects I was enjoying it and necked the whole bag.
It wasn't a bad trip (except for the skulls) but it would have been so much better had I followed the advice. I'd had mild acid trips, and this would have been much more pleasant had I not started to stress out. Meh, alone in my flat with no idea it would end, no wonder I was stressed.
The good news is I talked myself down (I told myself it would wear off enough for me to sleep by midnight, and it did, although I still had lovely mild trails of colour the next day) and I went in to work happy as Larry.
I'd be very suspect of any hallucinogen* now, given my medication and previous suicidal thoughts.
I'm glad I experienced it when I did.
*technically they are not, but I've been shouted at for my pedantry for saying this before. Even when I was young enough to be considered cool.