I still don’t know if it was my fault or theirs, and I kinda feel this the whole point for me. I gave trust and power to people just cause of the myth of the retreatments. I wasn’t the happiest man before I went there, but I didn’t feel crazy at least. After that single day I went there ( yes, 1day was all my pocket could afford at that time, and I ended up even being scammed and asked to pay more for extras that i didn’t know weren’t free) my whole mental health changed. I didn’t have luck with the bufo, which was the only thing I wanted to try... I didn’t let the thing work, I was scared and I felt it was due to trauma I had in the past with my first and only LSD trip. I don’t want to go too much into details about the whole course of events, but everything was pretty similar to what I read In the other reviews. The sexual part was pretty present on my side, they really pushed me into the idea to question my own sexuality, with whom I personally never had doubts. I’m not the most secure man, I struggle with my insecurities but I know what I like at least; I had no problems with the whole idea of questioning it, cause who am I to judge? But the whole way that that was processed, pushing me to feel resentment towards my mother with whom I never had problems with, or at least nothing that made me carry hard feelings towards her, like they knew better than me how I felt about her, without even knowing anything about my life, it hurt me and made me feel harmless towards the whole episode, I felt manipulated. In fact is exactly my insecure mind that led me to anxiety, to an almost identity crisis after that day. Obsessive thoughts of fear and trust issues came after that and I struggle with every person I approach now, man or woman, to feel like myself and free of expression, and that has never been the case before. Always open minded and willing to talk my soul out (timid at first but well spoken once the ice would brake) now I feel like I don’t know myself anymore just cause i gave the power of my trust to somebody else,more than I gave it to me and my instincts, and it led me to this. Before I smoked the bufo I already knew nothing was good about that place but my thirst for the experience blinded me. My first and only experience. That’s it. I don’t even know what should I advise to you, cause I don’t even trust my own words now, but this how I feel now, and this is the result for me. I don’t blame the remedies, I wish I could have enjoyed them in a safe space, so go for it, but I hope for you you will choose wisely where and with whom you will take them.