It's complicated. It has been a bit like a happy pill in the past, at times.
At other times, when I was taking too much, it was very much not a happy pill. In that case, it seemed to enhance the delusional anxious aspects of my mind, as well as produce deeply unhappy periods of self-analysis.
I think it is important to find a dose that really doesn't appear to produce noticeable affects.
But, primarily for me, in the past, it seemed to enhance the experiences and insights that tied into self-inquiry. For instance, I remember sitting on my couch after school, looking out at the trees, and possessing a sense of ancient knowledge, peace, and happiness. All the while, I knew a dissolution of ego. I think that's the reason I'm microdosing again now.
That being said, I did speak with a teacher last weekend. He basically told me what happens is like taking off a heavy backpack. When you first take it off you feel like you're flying. As time goes on, you merely aren't carrying the backpack anymore. The relief is known as a constant. So, maybe my efforts are in vain. In either case, I do enjoy the subtle un-anxious high it produces.
Edited by Guy1298, 29 January 2020 - 09:08 PM.