Coming down from psychedelic trip

I found a few leaves of a plant with a powerful effect a couple of days ago. Not going to name it to avoid giving anyone here ideas, which I will explain why I don’t want such a thing later.

So, yesterday, I decided to smoke a bit. It was 11 P.M. and I went for one last cigarette. I couldn’t roll myself a joint with the stuff because my parents were in their bedroom watching TV, and I feared getting caught and sent into rehab.

I am so fucking glad I had that fear that prevented me from rolling a joint, because I ended up smoking less than I normally would’ve.

So I light up the cigarette, sat down on the chair outside by the moonlight, and ripped two tiny bits of leaf for immediate consumption. The first one I somehow managed to stuff in the end of the cigarette, and as I lit it up, I inhaled the smoke deeply and held for about five seconds, fearing more time would take me to something I wasn’t ready for.

Exhaling, I thought the website I read about this plant was a fraud, or that I picked up some similar-looking plant. So I decided to place the second bit of leaf on the ashtray’s edge, and I leaned towards it with the cigarette in my lips, making contact with the leaf using the lit end of the cigarette, and started dragging because I thought I was experienced enough in this kind of thing. Oh how stupid I was…

So I put the cigarette out after one last drag, tobacco only, and went inside and headed for the bathroom. As soon as I closed the bathroom door behind me, it hit. And I mean, hit.

Everything, every color, noise and feeling was intensified several thousand times, and the room started distorting. As I finished up my business, I noticed my hands started shaking. I washed my hands, went out and went into the small storage room we keep water, alcohol and fruit in to take a bottle of water, just in case I would dehydrate.

I went to my room, closed the door and placed the bottle on the desk next to my laptop. I sat down and started experiencing the most awful panic attack I have ever thought possible.

For a good hour and a bit, I chatted friends up and asked them for help. Some told me to call 911, others told me to relax and enjoy the trip. But the ones that helped me the most were the ones who provided comfort through assuring e I was safe and nothing would happen to me.

Anyway, once I was certain nothing would happen, I went into bed, drank some water and finally fell into a dream state filled with hallucinations. Oddly, I cannot recall any of them. Not even if they were of positive nature or not.

I woke up feeling different. I mean, it’s been approximately 14 hours since I woke up, and I still feel weird. I can’t explain it. I feel like my entire personality and consciousness was replaced, I feel cold and I panic over the smallest things. I feel I have only moderate control of my thoughts. I can’t explain it, but I wish it to be over soon… The fuck have I done this time…

Any advice? It would greatly help me… Also worth mentioning I only got about 4 and a half hours of sleep last night, since I had to wake up early in order to attend my studies. Could that affect the state of mind and feeling I am in right now?