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The original was posted on /r/ufos by /u/picadilly32 on 2024-10-05 01:07:51+00:00.
I'm going to struggle to put this into words because I've only recently begun to conceptualize this consciously. I had an experience with UFOs. Nothing out of the "norm" as read regularly in this subreddit. The details of my story are not the point here. Actually, just the opposite.
What I'm realizing I've struggled the most with is not the sighting itself. That has been challenging. The ambiguity of it, the life-changing nature of the possibilities, whether they were of a terrestrial or extraterrestrial nature, etc... The hardest part, in a very low key way, is the fact that nothing has changed. What has been perspective altering if not life altering for me, given the lack of any changes or continued activity since my encounter, is the fact that nothing around me fundamentally has changed.
What was such a big thing for me is that it has been literally nothing to the people around me, just a temporarily interesting story that they've since forgotten about. It can't have been much of a big deal for the "pilots" or controllers of the UFOs, just another night flying around. I WANT this to be a bigger deal than it has been. It's the fact that I'm so unimportant. The fact that it was just apparently random that I even witnessed whatever it was. That whatever I think might be out there is still out there, and will remain so without any relationship to me for some undetermined amount of time I'll never know.
I WANT to be a part of this story, and odds are, I'm simply not. I WANT this, and me, to be bigger deals than we seem to be, but we simply aren't as far as I'll ever know.
This has been a really hard dynamic to process in the years since my experience. Anyone know what I'm talking about or is it just me? Thanks for reading.