u/Excellent_Major_207

Bear with me here and keep and open mind.

I want to first point out something in regards to Alisteir Crowley. If I recall correctly, he spoke of contacting demons and/or entities through the use of a certain, or certain substances.

Now, that is more or less what occured to me and a friend. Though I want to make very clear we did not set out with this purpose in mind. At least I sure as shit didn't. We merely went into nature. A quite isolated spot on a beach. At night. It was a horrendous idea on multiple levels. I knew it was a mistake (to trip in this location), but I still went along with it. My friend also realized and we were in consensus, but by then it was too late. So we tried to wait it out until we could leave.

At one point, we were walking for a bit, and upon turning back to our spot we noticed light in the sky. Neither of us said anything because they were at a distance and resembled a plane or helicopter. It wasn't until it started getting closer that it truly caught our attention. I was looking at it intently trying to make it out. But I will admit I was already shitting bricks from before that. So when I started to noticed something about it wasn't making sense, my natural reaction was to look away from it and hope it would go away. At this point it had caught both our curiosity. There were a few things that made it eerily clear this was not a helicopter or plane. It was getting extremely close whilst not making noise, and the lights moved in just the strangest fashion. It's like they revolved around each other in a weird way. At this point we couldn't deny what we saw but did not speak of it until we reached the spot. What struck me was that it gave me the impression that maybe it approached us due to our initial curiosity and then when we clearly stepped away in fear, it sort of glided off and entered the sea.

Now obviously there are factors here that are worth discarding my story over. We were both afraid and got out of there as soon as my friend was in driving condition. I offered myself to drive out of fear, but we both knew I was not getting that truck out of the sand. It was such an odd experience. It made me understand why people fear this phenomena. I basically left cowering in fear back to the comforts of modern day society. My cheap little apartment (R.I.P.) and just sit on a couch, watch Monty Python and relax ... I was made aware of the bubble we live in which we call reality and just how fragile that is, how we cling to our comforts, stuff like that.

I want to share my story mostly to vent but also in case anyone here has had a similar experience. 

I've lived with untreated nerve damage going 30 years now. To this day I have yet to get a proper diagnosis, but I know for a fact that I've had nerve damage since I was 6 months old. As you can imagine, this has made my life hell. Particularly because for a larger part of my life I was unaware that I have some kind of nerve damage. As a child, bringing attention to the disturbingly veiny scar on my right foot would typically result in something to the effect of "Suck it up". This scar resulted from corrective surgery in the 90s for clubfoot. As a kid this didn't seem to be a problem since I was pretty joyous. Though it's worth noting I cried excessively as a baby. Teen years I was extremely depressed. As I understand it, I basically had to internalize the damage I was unaware of as if it was just a part of my personality. I always knew something was off but could never pinpoint it.

Early 20s I got an Existing Prior To Service General Discharge from the US Army due to the fact my right ankle is deformed. I didn't know this until then. After this I lucked out with a very affordable apartment and basically became independent with what I got paid for during bootcamp. I've had a few jobs before the whole army thing, but those were lower stakes jobs as they were intended for adolescents. When it came to jobs after the army, I actually always did very well in most jobs, with two or three exceptions. The problem was that I could never keep jobs long enough because the pressure would get to me. And it has always affected me intensely. I feel more intensely due to the hypersensitivity, the at-times overwhelming discomfort, and the pain from standing for longer than 5 minutes due to leg discrepancy. Anyway I struggled to keep that apartment. It was my biggest goal. I was studying in college and managing to afford the apartment with the pell grant. However, in the 2020s... I could no longer afford it so began taking jobs and this ultimately lead to failing at both college and jobs until I lost the apartment. It wasn't until september of 2025 that I finally started piecing things together, and with the aid of A.I., I've found that I've had some kind of nerve damage all along. Needless to say, the symptoms from this have exacerbated with time. I would always get the electric and tingling sensations, but now the twitching has gotten worse. I know at this point its likely permanent. It's been unrecognized and neglected for too long. I've only now began the slow process of healthcare for the broke. My life has been uphill, and often a wall. I know many others have suffered similar and worse things than I. The fact that it's invisible to others is perhaps the most crushing part of it all.

EDIT: Date correction. Grammar.

Me interesa saber si hay otros boricuas aquí que tengan experiencia con daño de nervios. ¿Qué me pueden aconsejar? Aquí la medicina siempre ha estado atras comparada a los estados. Por eso he tenido que vivir con daño nervioso toda mi vida sin tratamiento alguno, ni si quiera reconocimiento, y es horrible.