I remember that on Reddit, a few years ago, there was a woman on a subreddit.
I was just looking what was on Reddit and doomscrolling r/shitposting for 20 minutes was more than enough. I decided to just type-in random words to the URL bar to see what subreddits I would stumble upon.
After lots of private and NSFW subs, finally I ended up on r/alone and I found this lady in the sea of “i wanna kill myself soooo baddddd” posts.
The lady was autistic if I remember collectly. She had a boyfriend who also had a mental ilness. Unlike her though, he was violent. He would scream at her for pointless things and shit.
The lady was always confused. At least she seemed so to me. Which is probably the autism. She had a hamster cage and had a brain-injured hamster that she kept because it was sick in the head just like her, as she put it.
Have no idea what happened to her. I still think about her sometimes. It just felt so sad.
I had the exact same experience. It just felt so… eerie, you know? As you said, like I was in her skin involuntarily.
It really is eerie. I guess it comes from the fact that we are basically observers that can’t do anything to her. I don’t know maybe the lack of a face to accociate the life that is laid before us is what causes this.
I heard lots of worse stories that happened to people that I at least know what they look like. The posts on r/alone are just text. You don’t know for sure if the post is someone’s real life or not. Uncertainty. Combine that with a depressing story and BOOM! Eerie feeling.
I’m just speculating though all of this might very well be bullshit.