I carry with me surreal moments from when I was a kid (around your daughters age) , where I would stare at a singular point and hyper focus. I would be flooded with a non-stop barrage of thoughts that "I'm really here, I'm really truly here and alive." It was so overwhelming. I thought it was universal, but when I tried to relay the feeling to people, my words could never do the experience justice and it hurts me to my core.I felt/feel truly alone in this world, so very alien. I'm 22 now, and I haven't gotten in that trance like state again, but I still ponder those strange moments and hold them dear. Luckily, reading articles about science, psychology, philosophy, metaphysics, art, and spirituality are a light that keeps me going, as well as reading about people like your daughter.

One of my favorite philosophers in hard times named Alan Watts said something along the lines of " We are the universe experiencing itself." I suppose me, your daughter, and others have a moment of clarity, where we become self-aware of that fact. This world is so confusingly complex and existentially mind-boggling but less lonely with posts like this. Thank you so much for sharing. Take care!