tw: lunar violence // margaret hamilton is literally gaslighting my cosmic-core and i am finally entering my non-orbital era

i literally cannot even right now. i just saw the news about margaret hamilton passing and i'm having a full-blown sensory meltdown. like, i know she's a "legend" or whatever, but the fact that she wrote the software that sent humans to the moon is actually such a microaggression against my current slow-living era. the moon is literally the definition of an avoidant attachment style. it's just... there. staring at us. it's giving void. it's giving empty. it's giving "i'm not ready for a relationship."

knowing there's code—actual, rigid, logical, legacy code—that facilitated that journey is just gaslighting my need for whimsy. like, why is the universe so obsessed with structure? it's honestly so toxic how we prioritize "achievement" and "scientific milestones" over actual vibes. i feel like my boundaries are being violated by the sheer scale of space. it's just too much stimulus. i'm experiencing a total sensory overload just thinking about the vacuum of space. it's giving me the ick that humans thought they could just... go there. the audacity of the lunar mission is literally a violation of my peace.

i'm literally in my non-orbital era now because the thought of a vacuum is just too loud for my nervous system. i can't even look at my google pixel without thinking about the legacy of software and i just feel so seen and unheard at the same time. it's an emotional labor nightmare to exist in a world where we've already "conquered" the moon. like, leave the moon alone. let it have its space. why are we so obsessed with expanding? it's such a colonizer mindset and it's totally ruining my attempt to romanticize my bedroom as a safe sanctuary.

honestly, i've been spiraling so hard that i had to create something to ground myself and protect my aura from this kind of cosmic violence. if you're also feeling lunar-induced anxiety or just generally overwhelmed by the concept of aerospace engineering, you need to hit the link in my bio for my new "void-shielding weighted sensory eclipse mask." it's made from sustainable, ethically sourced, moon-dust-infused faux silk and it's designed to physically block out the oppressive energy of the night sky so you can finally enter your deep-rest era. it's $245 but your mental health is worth more than a trip to the moon, obviously. stay safe, stay soft, and please stop talking to me about software.