Mankind hasn't been able to scientifically conclude that much about the psychedelic experience and if any transcendental qualities could exist. We just don't know enough about our minds, our consciousness or even why the universe exists in the first place. Sure, I don't think that Uncle Joe really turned into a frog when he dropped acid in the sixties, but that's not what I mean. There may be methods our brains and our consciousness use that while not necessary to be on psychedelics to get there, things like DMT are sufficient to make it happen on command. I am just saying that to dismiss anything transcendental about psychedelics (i mainly mean DMT) is akin to staunch atheism, and how it can be just as narrow as any religion. We don't have a clue about a lot of stuff in life.
But this is aside from the point, really. My point was that I am bothered when romantic interests frown on (past, present or future) psychedelic use. Not getting upset when they wouldn't want to do it with me. I am not looking to do anything like that anytime soon. Just the whole acceptance thing in a different form. Would you be upset if a guy looked at you weird if you asked him if he got drunk back in the day? Same thing.