I was afraid of that in the beginning. The reason I started practicing was because I hit my lowest low, and I would have done anything to feel happiness again. My poor mental health opened me up to a lot of parasitic activity and with my lack of grounding, I truly thought I had lost my mind for a little while. I also paired my practice with hefty amounts of drugs and alcohol.
Honestly, if that shit didn’t make me lose my mind completely, I don’t know if anything can 🤷 everything I did, I did haphazardly and with no concern for my well-being. I took zero precaution and did not practice good spiritual hygiene at all.
Nowadays, I keep a healthy amount of skepticism and make sure to question the validity of everything I experience, such as making sure I’m not talking to a thoughtform or parasite.
I banish and clear my room daily, I take a spiritual cleansing bath with salt, herbs, and visualization techniques once a week, I try to go outside and ground myself in nature once a day, I participate in mundane life, I meditate daily and make sure I am doing the best things I can for myself such as sleeping enough, exercising, eating healthy, and socializing.
I don’t let myself fall back into unhealthy habits, so I do not fear going crazy.