A Psychic's Life Story

I don't know what is wrong with me (or right?), but I know that whatever it is, it's not planning on stopping. I have this uncanny sense to know the following: When someone is around me or when something electrical is on but not making any sound. I can hear a muted television from about fifty yards away behind a closed door. Talk about annoying.

I have this sense of understanding animals. I won't call it empathy, but what else could it be? I feel like I could, if I knew how, reach some level of understanding and communication between myself and animals.

This is so wierd talking about all this. I feel like I've had four generations of experience, like I've lived four lives before the one I have now, and I seem to always know what to do regardless of my nineteen years of experience. I have knowledge I don't know where I obtained it: for example, I know that orange peelings can cure a facial blemish. I don't even have acne. I never had problems with it, and yet I know a dermeotoligist stated fact. I'm not a dermeotologist. How do I know these random facts!? How can I tell exactly what my fiance did that day without her saying anything?

I can tell when someone is lying to me, and generally I can tell what they really are trying to hide. Sometimes I dream of things that happen that are completely distorted, and then days later that dream happens in a way that all makes sense. I feel that something is driving me, something inside me is using my body- otherwise couldn't I very well do these things voluntarily? I want to know what I am. I want to know how to control it. I need help.