I'm Nicole and I am 14 years of age. I currently live in Stafford which is a small town. I would say over the past few years I have been thinking to myself that I am a physic, the reasons for this is because I live with my nan and granddad and have done so for the last ten years and one day my nan, Yvonne and my Aunt Annmarie went to this physic woman and wanted to see if all of this stuff was real, but they told my nan I was physic and ever since I have been having these strang feelings.
I sometimes talk to myself as if someone was there but really there isn't. I can't see anyone there but I sometimes can hear a small voice in my head, I sometimes sit and day dream about things that are going to happen and it does happen but it happens every so often, sometimes when I'm thinking about something and it happens. I tend to forget and I think to myself "I've seen this before" and when I come to think of it I have!
I'd love to be a physic and help people in the further with this kind of special physic power, but I am very scared about what may happen and I don't want anything bad to happen, I am quite scared at things as the dark, being alone, and the word ghost, so please help me with this.
I hear you bro, I'm currently 18 and also have a hard time remembering my youth. And just like you, I too remember being confused all the time. I'm very emotional, honest, and loyal and have been all my life. And don't worry about it bro, my family and yours are the exact same, very judjemental. I'm arabic born in iraq. But it really seems like we have similar lives and are going through the same thing. With one expection, my hands are normal and not warm all the time like yours. But what really amazes me is that I too believe I'm an empath, and I'm pretty vulnerable to the sufferings of people. Its funny you mentioned that because I live in a small city called windsor in southern canada and I sometimes take the bus to school. But I have to wait at the bus station for my other bus. While I'm waiting I always see homeless people sleeping on the benches inside the station, and I look at them and I feel sooo sorry for them, its like I know what their going through and can feel how they feel, and it just ends up makeing my day bad because I'll have the though of "i wana help them" rush through my head and it sometimes driives me crazy. I didn't understand why I felt this way until I discovered this site. It filled me in with some answers to my questions. Much love to all (L)