The sixth session felt shorter than the previous one but longer than the third and fourth sessions. I felt a certain calmness this time around. I had a revelation that I’ve been overly fixated on the possibility of being wrong to the point where it was actually contributing to my anxiety and, ironically, diminishing my ability to ascertain the truth.
The session concluded with me feeling a glowing sense of contentment.
Before leaving Facebook, I told my friends on Facebook about this blog, and one of them recommended The Doors of Perception by Aldous Huxley. I plan on reading it some time.
For the fifth session, the experience began with a floating sensation. As with the first time, I first felt as though my neural pathways were getting shaken loose. Like the previous two sessions, it had a Zen quality to it, and I thought about how trying to get accustomed the worst-case scenario for a given thing was actually contributing to my depression. It also felt much longer than the previous two sessions but not as long as the first. It was still long enough for me to get bored with the experience, though.
The main thing I thought of during the fourth session was Fantasia (I was listening to Beethoven's Sixth for what it's worth). The experience seemed to have a certain Zen quality to it that made think of the importance of being in the present.
It had less impact than the third time, and I seemed to recover remarkably quickly.
I have been persuaded to have more ketamine sessions even though the last one had hardly any effect. I'll be sure to continue putting up the descriptions of my earlier sessions.