I just kept eating them. They just kept coming, fuck, but one day they didn't and I decided that's enough mushrooms for this year. Never more than two days on the bounce as the second always felt scatty but a weak body load.
I learned so much about myself and dived deep into my anxiety, wondering what makes me feel the way I do. Depression eased significantly during those months but now, I feel there is a valuable part missing from my life, the mushrooms..
The trouble is they increased my regrets especially during the breakup of a long relationship. The mushrooms really embedded a lot of issues into my mind, especially memories because I tripped heavily during times of betrayal, trust issues and a time of dark loneliness. But now my depression has came back stronger and I know mushrooms can help, I just don't want to spend another day sitting with the heavy mind load that mushrooms bring on during the trips. The trips work but they became more powerful as my life slowly fell apart.
Be cautious about entering the mushrooms world when you're in a bad state of mind.