This post is to explain how I feel right now and why I have been gone for two weeks.
This is not a general reading. I will however tell you that the Nine of Swords is about anxiety, illusions, pressure, and stress.
I don’t know where to start, so I’ll just start typing and let my mind clear a bit on what I’m feeling and dealing with.
I have always been someone who wants to learn and continue learning. New subjects fascinate me. I take classes or courses when I can afford them, not just to grow and expand, but because I genuinely enjoy learning.
Over the last few years, I’ve learned the hard way that other people’s ideology is not always what it appears to be. Many preach one thing, but in truth are after only a few things: money and control.
I understand the need for money, we all need to live. Making money is especially difficult when you’re physically limited in what you can do (disabilities suck). What I don’t understand is the need to control others. It alters the narrative, twists truth to suit a desired outcome, and it hurts people.
This story unfolded over about three years. No, I will not name the schools. I don't like to badmouth.
I wanted to help others using the knowledge I already had. I’ve practiced witchcraft for over twenty years, and while there isn’t much I don’t know, I was looking for legitimacy, a title that would allow people to trust me when I offered help. That desire led me to multiple online schools.
What I found instead were repeated red flags: unclear expectations, shifting standards, financial practices that didn’t align with claimed values, and teachings that slowly undermined personal trust and autonomy. At first, I questioned myself. Eventually, I listened to my instincts and walked away.
One course in particular pushed me past my limits. It required disconnecting from all outside guidance in the name of “self-trust.” While the idea sounds reasonable, for someone who is intuitive and psychic, it was destabilizing. I complied anyway and in doing so, I lost faith in myself. I trusted their direction over my own inner knowing.
That loss nearly cost me my life.
My wake-up call came when I realized how dependent I had become on others ideology. The teachings were altered versions of legitimate work, reshaped to serve control rather than healing. I stopped studying, stepped back completely, and began the long process of rebuilding my connection to myself and my guides.
It hasn’t been easy. My connection feels weaker. Divination feels tainted. Tarot, something I once loved, now feels like a lead brick. This blog originally existed to help me find my way back to myself, but lately even that has felt out of reach.
My anxiety has been through the roof. Motivation is almost nonexistent. I have projects I want to finish, ideas I care about, but no energy to bring them into reality. Wanting to do nothing has become the default.
The Nine of Swords has been my life for the last five months.
I also have a website where I post longer, more informational pieces beyond tarot and Book of Shadows work. I haven’t touched it in over a month. On top of that, the anniversary of my spiritual awakening has arrived, an event that now feels more painful than celebratory. I feel like I’m back at square one, like I somehow un-awakened myself. I don’t want to go through that process again, so I’ve been pushing everything away just to feel some sense of normalcy... if that even exists anymore.
Add to that the return of medical issues I haven’t faced in five years, and it feels like my life is repeating itself. The pressure is overwhelming. Sometimes I find myself asking: why even bother?
There are many other pieces of my life that have contributed to where I am now, but I don’t have the emotional or mental capacity to put them into words. Some mornings I wake up and ask the universe if I can go just one day without this pain.
And the universe answers: no.
Moving forward, I want to try to get back into the swing of things. I want to finish the projects I’ve started, even though the mental effort required feels daunting.
Lately, I’ve had a strong desire to play Minecraft, don’t judge me. It’s creativity, and I desperately need that right now. Before I can even do that, I need to put my desktop computer back together and clear months of accumulated clutter from my desk. Small steps.
As for this blog… we’ll see. No promises. If I feel the call to post, I will.
What I really want to know is this: what do you need? If I know what others need, maybe I can find the courage to help again.