This has been an odd feeling I've been having for the past couple weeks. I feel like I was "baptized" and born again, but I can never really pinpoint when it happened. Over time I lost identity of who I was growing up, as if the lockdowns completely erased all sense of who I was. I still have memories of my younger self of course, but now they don't really feel like they're my memories. A lot of my ambitions remain the same, but I still like there's a lot missing. Think of switching from Windows to Linux and you're still struggling to learn all the features. That's how, I guess, my soul feels.
Anyone else experiencing this? Is this supposed to be a good thing?
I feel like my sense of humor and adventure is still here, but my values have changed and I don't really care what anyone thinks about me anymore. I'm single and would like a woman friend, but most of those available are NPC feminist types. I wish I could go back to a more carefree lifestyle, but i'm closer to God and wouldn't change that for a thing. Also, I've experimented with psilocybin and switched from city water to well water (left the city for the country) and my third eye is beginning to open again. The earth is a beautiful place and it took this misery to open my eyes.
Screwed with mushrooms once before. Immediately after I changed my life, stopped the sinful path I was in, re-found Jesus, he delivered my wife into my life just weeks afterwards and things changed ever since. Haven’t touched mushrooms since then. I always associated them with the darkness I went in right before the light. But I owe it to them for opening up my eyes.