My story begins 3 months ago. I was at home, sitting on the living room floor, looking for a DVD, and although I had not thought of her in years I was literally overwhelmed with thoughts of my grandmother. Both of my parents have already passed away many years ago and I was never even close to my grandmother, I had not seen her in 15 years but there she was in my mind so strongly. I had tears streaming down my face and the sense of loss I felt was incredible but I didn't know why. Less than 10 minutes had passed when my brother called and told me our uncle called him with the news of our grandmother's passing early that morning. To say I was in shock was an understatement because somehow I knew that, I felt it and knew it was true.
I have been an atheist all my life, never believed in psychics or ghosts or anything of the sort and I now find myself in evaluation of everything I've always believed. And now I feel as if I am going insane. Ever since that phone call, I can't sleep. I close my eyes and see faces, objects, some startling and horrid and some mundane of people I don't know and have never seen. I don't know what happened to me or if I'm losing my mind. These images come not during sleep but right before I would potentially go to sleep, sometimes they are horrific and I will stay awake for days afterwards, I am so terrified by the possibility that things are happening for real and I don't know what to do about it or if it is just coincidence. It has gotten so bad and my fear of this so profound these images are spilling out into my life if I go to a store, or talk to a neighbor, am I picking up impressions from their life or simply going mad?