Coming Out

When I first wrote about my experience of psychedelic therapy, I feared I’d be shunned, or worse. What it inspired instead was an unexpected thread of connection.

Before I begin: I use the phrase “coming out” in the loosest possible sense here, conscious that the broadly accepted usage—revealing one’s homosexuality—implies, in my judgement, a high level of courage. I’m in no way suggesting that my writing about taking psychedelics demonstrates the same level of bravery, only that revealing it felt edgy and confro…