The Difficulty and Difference About Being an Empath and a Psychic

Okay, I know most of you don’t believe in things such as this. And some of you do. So, I am just going to go on and say it. I am an empath and a psychic (for the most part). And I’ll just plain out tell you, it is beyond frustrating. The majority of people think that being an empath or the mere thought of being an empath, is “cool” and “awesome.” For me, it is not. I mean of course, I think it’s helpful to know when something is about to go down or something feels off. But I wouldn’t call it awesome. Other than being an empath, I am partly psychic. I know most of you are thinking, “Oh boy, here’s another new age lunatic.” No. You would understand if you were in my shoes and others like me.

Being an empath and being psychic are similar but they feel different, at least for me. Being an empath, I can pick up on people’s emotions very easily. Being psychic, I know when something is about to happen, I have visions, I talk to spirits (not intentionally), I am constantly lucid dreaming, I sometimes know people’s thoughts, I can read people very well, etc. The list goes on and on.

For example, I just went to a Halloween haunted house at the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum in Weston, West Virginia. As soon as I stepped foot on the grounds, I immediately felt this foggy energy wrap itself around me. It was difficult for me to breathe. Luckily, I carry a moonstone and a selenite stone with me and as soon as I grabbed a hold of both of them and put them in the pockets of my jacket, I felt that foggy energy unwrap itself. Oh, but it still lingered. I stood outside of that building, waiting to enter the haunted house. And as I looked up at the beautiful structure of the building and its darkened windows, I felt the wrong doings the people had committed in that place. It overwhelmed me and my partner kept asking me if I was okay. How could I explain how I felt? Especially while we were in line behind a bunch of excited teenagers. I felt off, but I too was excited. As I entered the haunted house, I put my hands in my pockets and grabbed those stones. I made it through the whole thing unafraid, because I know that those were only actors and not the tortured souls that haunted this place. That is until I got to the clown part, and then I freaked out! 😀 LOL!

I have so many things that I could tell you. So many things that I have experienced. I have seen demons and it is not like the movies and tv shows. It is very frightening and I pray to God that I never have to experience that ever again. People think that if you are an empath or a psychic, that you are into witchcraft. That is NOT true. I believe that these gifts are from God and He allows you to experience these things so you can see for yourself that there is real evil out there in the world. God has given me visions. Real visions. I will go ahead and tell everybody right now what I had experienced and the only people who know are the people close to me.

I had a vision a few years ago. I will never forget it. I had got home from watching a movie at the theater, and I was tired. I put my pajamas on and I laid down in my bed. I was so tired but I couldn’t sleep. I closed my eyes for just a moment and when I opened them, I seen nothing but people falling in the floor. Falling to their knees, begging, screaming. Blood, gunshots everywhere. I didn’t know what was happening until something came over me and calmed me and I automatically knew it was God. I sat there, watching as each person fell to their knees, the agonizing and terrifying look that they had on their faces. And then in a blink of an eye, it was gone. And this knowing came over me that I would understand why I had this vision. If only God would have told me right then what was going to happen, I honestly wouldn’t have known what to do. A week later, the terrorist attacks happened in Paris. I was sitting on my bed, browsing the news and looking at Facebook and BAM! I seen it. And the vision came flooding back. I screamed and ran to my mom and dad’s bedroom. I cried and cried. I felt their pain and their terror. Even though it was years ago, as I write this, tears come into my eyes. I have had other visions, but the first one will always haunt me.

Two pieces of advice that I would like to share with you. You can take it or leave it.

1.) Don’t talk to spirits, it will only lead to trouble.

2.) Don’t be afraid of your gifts. If you are an empath or a psychic, own it. Because come on, being psychic IS awesome. And if you enjoy being an empath and you learn to control what you feel (which I haven’t mastered yet) then good for you! And the best of luck to each and every one of you.

Love, light and prayers to you all 🙂


Gut Problems Linking to Depression

I 100% believe that this study is real. I have had problems with my digestive system for a while now and let me tell you, I have had nothing but depression. And not just the sulking around; I have had the type of depression that controls everything you do; like not take a shower for days, lay in your messy room for days watching Hulu or Netflix. Along with going to the bathroom, either to have diarrhea or to vomit. Sometimes it’s not even that, half of the time it is just constipation, nausea or constant dry-heaving.

I am totally behind this article. Half of the people out there have these issues with their gut and they are depressed along with it, and they don’t know that it is linked to one another. When you are feeling sick to your stomach all of the time, it makes you uncomfortable. It makes you not want to go out, or hang out with people if you’re constantly in the bathroom or if you’re in pain every waking moment. So that in turn, leads to depression. It leads to you laying around, not doing anything.

This isn’t a pity party for me and I am not looking for any sympathy. But recently, I have had a lot of problems with my gut and I have had depression along with it, as I stated before. But with my pain and discomfort, my depression has made me do and say a lot of things that I cannot take back. I have called off my wedding, I have ended my engagement, I have hurt somebody that I love and I have wished things upon myself that I do not mean. I have practically hurt everyone around me by the things that I have said, that I absolutely do not mean. Luckily, everyone around me understands what I am going through, especially the man that I love. That’s really what people like me need when they are going through something like this. And it is so difficult to explain to people why you can’t do certain things, because most people take offense to it and they think that you’re just blowing them off. When in reality, you’re completely miserable.

I am not a doctor, I am not a nurse. But I do know that this article is true because I am living it right now and there are other people out there, living it right now also. And to the people who read the article and read what I say, I hope and pray that you overcome what you are going through. And all I ask in return, is to keep me in your prayers also.

Love, light and prayers to all of you.