It helped tremendously for about 4 months. Then my depression kicked in again, and I enrolled again. This second round I cut off after only two sessions. It was too intense. The first one was exciting and psychedelic. The second was psychedelic but... uncomfortable? It’s hard to describe. I didn’t enjoy it, and stopped after only two.
I can see the possibilities for it, and it did help, if only for a while. But that brief respite from the constant “you’re a shit, James, no one loves you and they never will,” that voice was silenced for a while.
And it was heaven.
However prolonged use can cause bladder damage and (for the extreme mainliners) k-holes seem correlated to suicidal ideation, so as always tread carefully.
(There is the persnickety universe inside one's head, and there is actual experience. Please speak from experience or remain silent.)
Please, please, please do your own research or talk to a professional before embarking on such things. Think for yourself and don't take advice from random people on any forum. You're too important.
it's just not a party drug. Best appreciated in a dark quiet room with someone taking care of the body you leave behind.