I have never truly thought of myself as a psychic or having any psychic abilities, yet they are times when I do have these abilities I cannot explain to people. Last Thursday, I had one of those moments of a psychic experiences.
I had just woke up from a bad night of nightmares, and it was not unusual for me to feel sick and tired in the morning, but there was something different that morning. I kept feeling like I needed to died, and my life was worthless. I also kept feeling pain in my chest a little. That never happen before, and it was a different for me to experience that type of feeling and pain. The worst part was before I left, I purposely overdose on medicine like someone else was telling me to kill myself. I am not normally a suicidal person, and I do not normally have problems in my life to make me feel like that. I kept having these weird images of a gun and blood. I couldn't explain it myself. I thought I was going crazy.
I was tired, exhausted, and couldn't keep my eyes open for a second. It felt like it wasn't me. Then, the unimagined happened. I came into class, and my teacher was upset about something. I couldn't figure out why exactly until I heard something about one of her graduate students who apparently and sadly killed himself. That was when I knew. What happened was the graduate student committed suicide this morning from a shot in his head.
That explained my weird visions, and my activities. All along I was feeling what this guy was feeling. Alone. Pain. Hurt. He felt tired of something in his life, and he just wanted to ended it. It almost felt like he was in me all this morning and afternoon. It was just one of those psychic abilities that happens unexpectedly, and something I couldn't figure out why but had to look answers for.
So now the one question in my mind is am I really a psychic, and I just don't know it or is it really nothing to think about?
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