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Inner Thoughts - Mental Health

As always, I like to give a heads-up before diving in—this post is a mix of my personal struggles, thoughts, and opinions. If that’s not what you’re here for, feel free to skip it.

At the end, I’ve shared some links to mental health and autism awareness organizations for those who might find them helpful.

So today, give someone a hug. Tell them you love them. Those little moments are more precious than we realize—don’t take them for granted.

What started as a space for think pieces and serious discussions has quietly morphed into a journal of my inner chaos—a swirling sea of thoughts that never stop crashing into one another.

I’m still learning about this world, even if I can’t quite understand it. There are days I don’t feel fully human, and I wonder if that’s part of being on the spectrum. It’s a strange sensation, trying to grasp everything—myself, other people, the world around me, and everything beyond. Just when I think I’ve caught hold of something, it slips away, leaving me more confused than ever.

Without delving into too much, I deal with my own share of mental and physical struggles. Medication helps, but it’s not a magic fix. As an autistic person with severe social anxiety, I overanalyze every single detail of my interactions. Did I seem rude? Did I annoy them? Was I too much? It’s exhausting, trying to navigate a world where emotions feel distant, yet so overwhelming to express.

Yesterday was tough. I cried endlessly, for no reason at all. Once the floodgates opened, humiliation and insecurity flooded in, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Sometimes I’m amazed I haven’t become a recluse. It’s ironic, really—I’ve somehow managed to gain a following outside of this anonymous page, despite feeling so undeserving of anyone’s attention.

Physically, I have a chronic illness. I’m not going to get into details, but it’s one more thing that makes me hesitate to connect with people. I’ve been made to feel guilty over it more times than I can count. Thankfully, my parents have always been supportive—if they ever made me feel bad, it was never intentional. I’m incredibly lucky to have them.

Still, all of this holds me back. I want to be unique and say I don’t care what anyone thinks, but deep down, I crave some semblance of normalcy. I’m tired of being judged, especially by people who have no idea what I’ve been through. It’s exhausting pretending to be fine, but somehow, I keep pushing forward. I try to improve, to be a better version of myself, but there’s always that lingering frustration of never fitting in. Of being haunted by the past, before I had a diagnosis to help explain things.

My mind is a battleground, but it’s resilient. I keep going because I know, somewhere deep inside, that there are people who love me for who I am. There’s one person, in particular, who’s never judged me—not in a way that ever made me feel lesser, anyway. We’ve seen the worst of each other, and I’m forever grateful for her. She makes me feel normal in a world that’s always felt upside down.

Being neurodivergent is hard. It’s terrifying to be myself when it seems like everyone assumes I’m making excuses. I pride myself on my honesty. I would never lie about my neurodivergence or my physical health. When I cancel plans last minute because my anxiety spirals, it’s not an excuse—it’s a reality that often triggers my physical symptoms.

Life is hard. We all have our battles. What frustrates me most is the cruelty people show each other. I’m tired of the hate, the judgment. Why can’t people disagree without tearing each other apart? It makes me furious to see how people are criticized for their mental health, their appearance, the way they live. It’s insanity.

And while I don’t condone hatred or violence, sometimes I wonder why the people who truly deserve it—the ones who harm others for fun, the racists, the misogynists, the homophobes—aren’t the ones getting called out with that same kind of energy. Only good people do.

One more thing that baffles me: white people claiming something is racist when the person of color says otherwise. What is up with that? I mean, I’m white, and even I can see how ridiculous it is.

I’m ranting, I know. But the world is so confusing, and it breaks my heart sometimes. There’s so much beauty in this world too, and I do my best to hold onto that. But damn, it’s hard.

I’ll end here with some links and resources for Mental Health and Autism Awareness. If any of this resonates with you, take a look.

Mental Health America

Mental Health Foundation, Donation Page

Autistic Self Advocacy Network

Autistic Women & Nonbinary Network

Suicide Hotline

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The Mind and the Body

Before you dive in, I want to issue a gentle warning. This piece ventures into deep, existential thinking—territory that can sometimes evoke discomfort or unease. If you’re not in the best mental space right now, I recommend holding off on this discussion. Your well-being is important, and it’s always okay to step back to care for yourself.

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of death, suicide.

Now, let’s begin.

I’ve always had a habit of falling into deep thought, endlessly cycling through questions. Some of them may seem trivial or absurd, but they all stem from a genuine curiosity, a desire to understand this strange, magnificent world. Other thoughts, though, plunge me into an overwhelming awareness of life itself.

“How did language and writing develop?”

“With every breath I take, someone is born and someone dies.”

This awareness can be paralyzing—the sense that time is constantly passing, that life and death are intertwined and inescapable. It’s the realization that at every moment, we are surrounded by both beginnings and endings.

“What are other people thinking?”

“How do their minds work?”

“Do they perceive the world the same way I do?”

It’s not just that others have thoughts—it’s that those thoughts are entirely distinct from our own. We take for granted that we each experience the world through a unique lens, but the mind is a vast and mysterious place. Your brain is lighting up with neurons as you read this, perhaps hearing your own internal voice recite these words. But what about everyone else? Their minds are just as intricate, yet completely different.

The human brain is an enigma—a marvel of evolution. Think about serial killers, for example. Their minds are wired to follow horrifying patterns. But why? What triggers that desire for destruction within them? How can someone detach from empathy, from the sanctity of life, for their own pleasure? What part of their brain lights up with the thrill of causing pain?

It’s a chilling thought: that some people find joy in the suffering of others. It’s a question that leads me down paths of self-awareness and true crime fascination alike.

But let’s pivot to an even more profound question: How did everything begin? We often turn to the Big Bang Theory, but that only scratches the surface. How did life—this pulsating, self-aware organism—first take shape? What ignited the spark that led to the world we inhabit today?

Sometimes I find myself overwhelmed by the fact that we, humans, seem to be the only species burdened by this level of self-awareness. Animals exist in a more blissful state, free from the existential weight we carry. Or are they? I wonder if they know more than we give them credit for.

We, on the other hand, are nothing more than neurons piloting a flesh vessel—a “meat suit,” as some call it. All our thoughts, our personalities, our sense of self are dictated by this three-pound organ in our skulls.

It reminds me of a meme: a conversation between God and an angel about the creation of humans. “You messed up a perfectly good monkey, that’s what you did. Look at it. It’s got anxiety.”

It’s funny but also profound. In giving us intelligence, perhaps something was lost. A once-simple being, now laden with stress, worry, and endless introspection.

I even learned that we aren’t the only creatures capable of suicide. According to research on animal behavior, “Animal suicide is when an animal intentionally ends its own life through its actions. It implies higher cognitive capacities, such as a concept of self, death, and future intention.” It seems intelligence can be just as dangerous as ignorance.

That’s a sobering thought, isn’t it? With all this awareness, are we ever truly safe?

Here’s the truth: safety is a relative concept. These thoughts—about life, death, the mind, and the body—have brewed in my mind for years. They can be unsettling, but they’re just that: thoughts. In reality, you are safe. You’re likely reading this from the comfort of your home or surrounded by people who love you. You are safe. You are grounded. You are loved.

If today’s discussion has been heavy for you, I encourage you to reach out for support. The world can be overwhelming, but you’re not alone.

988 Suicide and Crisis Lifeline

Languages: English, Spanish

Hours: Available 24/7

988lifeline.org

I invite you to share your thoughts—whether it’s a theory of your own or a question. This space is for dialogue and discovery. I don’t claim to be an expert; I’m just deeply curious about the universe we inhabit. Let’s learn together.

Animal Suicide Wiki

Last Note: I also want to explore how certain behaviors and traits we exhibit as humans mirror those found in other animal kingdoms—a topic that’s been discussed many times before, but one I think deserves further reflection.

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Spirituality - A “High” Discussion

Table of Contents:

⁃ Introduction

⁃ Reincarnation

⁃ Spirits and Demons

⁃ Witchcraft and Tarot

⁃ Spirituality Beyond

Introduction

Let me start by saying these are just my musings, and yes, I’m high as I write this. There’s something about the calm focus that marijuana provides—it helps me unravel thoughts I’ve always wanted to explore.

Spirituality is a subject that has fascinated me for as long as I can remember. It’s discussed across the world in different forms, all trying to touch on something vast, something beyond our immediate reality. I’ve always believed there’s more to existence than what we can see. Call it delusion, but to me, it’s a concept worth exploring deeply.

There are countless ways spirituality weaves itself into our lives, and today, I want to dive into a few of them. Whether you believe or not, these discussions are for anyone who’s curious about what might lie beyond the material world.

Reincarnation

Reincarnation is defined as “the rebirth of a soul in a new body,” but to me, it’s more than that. The term “old soul” doesn’t just refer to wisdom—it refers to a depth you can see in someone’s eyes. Some souls, I believe, have been here before.

I’m often told I’m an old soul, though I don’t remember my past lives. But I’ve always felt like I’ve been here before. Even as a baby, my parents said I made eye contact immediately, as if I already knew what this world had to offer. Contrast that with new souls—there’s pure wonder in their gaze, an eagerness to experience life for the first time.

What if the challenges we face in life are lessons for our souls? Some lives are filled with struggle, while others breeze through without much difficulty. I’ve noticed that troubled individuals often carry the weight of an older soul, as though they’ve lived through many lifetimes of hardship.

There’s even a theory that birthmarks and phobias are remnants of how we died in previous lives. It’s fascinating, isn’t it? There’s no right or wrong answer when it comes to these beliefs, and that’s the beauty of it. I’d love to hear your thoughts and stories—whether you agree or not!

Spirits and Demons

Are spirits and demons real? Absolutely. Spirits are all around us, whether we acknowledge them or not. I’ve experienced them firsthand, and there’s physical evidence out there too, for those willing to look.

My earliest memory of seeing spirits was at the age of four. I could see spirit orbs and point them out to my parents, who eventually started taking photos of the spots I indicated. Sure enough, there were orbs in the pictures, even though they were invisible to the naked eye.

Once, I woke up in the middle of the night craving a snack and saw a full apparition in the hallway. It wasn’t a dream—I remember running to my parents, sobbing in fear.

People say demon possession is exaggerated by Hollywood, but I believe it’s real. There’s so much negativity in the world that I think certain events can stir up malevolent energy. But talking about demons is almost taboo—maybe because of fear, maybe because of disbelief. What do you think?

Witchcraft and Tarot

The word “witchcraft” tends to freak people out. They imagine evil rituals or warty witches flying on broomsticks. But what if I told you witchcraft is real—just not in the way you think?

Witchcraft, at its core, is simply intention manifested. You don’t need a cauldron or a black cat. Every time you give yourself a pep talk, you’re manifesting a good outcome. Every time you make a wish before blowing on a dandelion, that’s witchcraft in its purest form.

Does it always work? No. Sometimes, the universe has other plans. But practicing witchcraft is about aligning with those universal forces and understanding when something isn’t meant to be.

Then, there’s tarot. I own a deck myself, and the accuracy is sometimes eerie. I’ll pull cards seemingly at random, and somehow they always match my situation. It’s fascinating to me, and I’d love to know if anyone else has had similar experiences—or if you think it’s all coincidence.

Spirituality Beyond

At the heart of it, spirituality is about recognizing that there’s something greater than us. It’s the belief that there’s more to being human than just our sensory experiences, that we’re part of something cosmic or divine.

This opens the door to discussions far beyond Earthly spirituality—like the belief in extraterrestrial life. It’s almost impossible to think we’re the only planet with life in the vastness of the universe. Life and death are part of an endless cycle, and to think we’re the only ones participating in that cycle seems narrow-minded to me.

Closing

I needed a space to jot down these thoughts, to sort through my personal experiences and ponder the world beyond. But this is an open-ended discussion, and I want to hear what you think.

I’m often lost in deep thoughts, and while some of the topics I think about might give others an existential crisis, I’ve managed to hold on to my sanity (thankfully). I know how to separate reality from belief, theory, and thought. I’ve always been curious more than anything—intelligence might be overrated, but curiosity? That’s where the magic happens.

Feel free to comment with your own experiences or questions. Let’s explore this vast universe together.

Thank you for reading.

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Hello and welcome.

I wish to remain anonymous, but if I’m outed, so be it. Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t shake the feeling that the gods are angry.

Three hurricanes—three—in a row, all targeting the same area. I saw the third coming even before Milton had fully struck. (Don’t worry, fundraiser links are at the end. If you’d rather skip ahead to them, feel free to do so.)

This is sheer madness, and I’m not even among those directly impacted. My heart goes out to everyone stuck in Florida, and I hope they’re finding safety and support.

Hurricane Helen: A Devastating Prelude

Helen—a Category 4 storm that stirred anxiety in everyone. People talked, prepared, but the true weight of its power didn’t hit until it made landfall. The aftermath was horrific, with scenes of TikTok users pleading with others to stay out of flooded waters where people were being electrocuted. The storm passed, but the scars lingered.

$38.5 billion in damages (2024 USD)

Schreiner, Bruce. “Death toll from Hurricane Helene rises to 227 as grim task of recovering bodies continues.” Associated Press, October 6, 2024.

Hurricane Milton: Nature’s Brutal Masterpiece

Now, let’s focus on the main reason I’m writing this—Milton. This hurricane was beyond anything we’ve seen, an awe-inspiring display of nature’s raw, terrifying beauty.

Let’s start with the basics: Milton was the thirteenth named storm, ninth hurricane, fourth major hurricane, and second Category 5 hurricane of the 2024 Atlantic season. It weakened to Category 4 after an eyewall replacement cycle, only to roar back into a Category 5 monster.

The fact that it eventually weakened to a Category 3 feels like a miracle, but it doesn’t erase the devastation it wrought, especially in Tampa. Watching the torrential downpours on TikTok livestreams made my skin crawl.

Highest Winds Recorded:

180 mph (285 km/h)

As of writing (10:45 AM EST, September 24, 2024), the damage and death toll haven’t been fully tallied. Currently, there are 14+ confirmed injuries, but the numbers will surely rise.

Theories and Speculation

1. [Source: @houseofxay on TikTok]

One viral video focused on how a meteorologist became visibly emotional while discussing Milton’s unprecedented power, drawing comparisons to Hurricane Katrina. Katrina, a Category 3 storm, reached winds of 125 mph, while Milton hit 180 mph. This led to discussions about potentially introducing a Category 6 hurricane tier—something that, thankfully, never came to pass. Yet, the fact that it was even considered is enough to rattle nerves.

2. [Source: @tiktokdetective on TikTok]

On the more spiritual side, this TikTok user proposed a theory—completely speculative but intriguing—that Milton may be tied to a recent case in Tampa where someone allegedly disturbed a Native American burial ground to build a driveway. Could this act have angered something greater, resulting in Tampa bearing the brunt of the storm? It’s a stretch, but the coincidence is eerie.

A Third Hurricane Approaches

As if Milton wasn’t enough, a third hurricane is already making its way toward the U.S. I spotted this storm before Milton hit, though at the time it seemed like a tiny blip in comparison. While I couldn’t find its name yet, the fact that a third storm looms is simply mind-boggling.

Discussing these back-to-back disasters has been a constant in my conversations with friends, especially as the topic of global warming inevitably comes up. And I think we need to confront it head-on.

The Urgency of Climate Change

While I’m no expert, the conversation I had with a close friend about global warming left me chilled. We’re at a critical point—four years, they said, before the effects of global warming become irreversible. Four years.

Yet the world seems to be ignoring the signs. We’ve known for years, and still, we argue about everything except the survival of our planet. We’ve seen the effects—the melting ice caps, rising sea levels, the extinction of species—but somehow, the enormity of it all remains abstract to many.

This isn’t about politics, though. It’s about life. If we don’t take action, the Earth will continue to crumble, both physically and spiritually. Our divisions are poisoning us, leading to greed, violence, and destruction. The planet is dying, and with it, our humanity.

My Personal Thoughts

In a strange, twisted way, I wonder if the Earth is trying to heal itself. We’ve lived through so many historic tragedies that it’s overwhelming. Take COVID, for instance—it was a catastrophe, but it also temporarily lowered overpopulation rates and allowed parts of the environment to recover. It’s as if the planet is forcing us to slow down, to heal.

I know these are just theories, but the signs feel undeniable.

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It’s clear to me that the world needs healing—both in terms of climate and spirit. We can’t wait any longer. Now is the time to come together, set aside differences, and fight for the survival of the planet we all share.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you for reading. Now, let’s turn our focus to helping those affected by these hurricanes. Here are some fundraisers to contribute to the relief efforts:

Information from the American Red Cross about Hurricane Relief

World Vision’s Disaster relief in the U.S.

Greater Good Charities Hurricane Helen & Milton Disaster Relief

Stay safe, and let’s do what we can.

Sources:

Hurricane Helen Wiki

Hurricane Milton Wiki

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Hello and welcome,

You can call me Anon🍃. I’ve created this space to spark deeper discussions, share thought-provoking ideas, and collect the facts that catch my interest. Our world—and the vast universe beyond it—is expansive, and though we have only one lifetime to explore it, I want to make the most of it here with you.

While I aim to keep my writing neutral, it’s possible that aspects of my personal life will influence what I share. For transparency, I am a white woman and part of the LGBTQIA+ community. My goal is to make this a welcoming space for everyone, regardless of background or perspective.

We may not always agree, but that doesn’t mean our conversations need to be filled with hate. The only people I hold contempt for are those who hurt others—those who choose discrimination, or even worse, genocide, based on their beliefs. If you feel your views are too strong for respectful discourse, this may not be the right place for you. This space is for mature, open dialogue, and how we engage in that says a lot about who we are.

I deeply value the diversity of humanity and will always offer my support where it’s needed. While some posts will tackle serious issues, others will be lighter—simple conversations that invite everyone to participate.

If you have a topic you’d like to discuss, my asks are always open. Let’s create something meaningful together.