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QUOTE(DaKong @ Mar 17 2005, 05:34 AM)
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QUOTE(DaKong @ Mar 17 2005, 12:17 AM)
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I can't stand her in pain, that's why I want to learn to control this. I can't stand her crying. I can't stand her losing control. I can't stand her dying.
Both, Tia. I can feel their pain when I see what's going on. I could feel my friend getting mugged. I could feel the tears dripping down her face. I could feel the hatred and saddness and the 'Oh, God why is this happening to me?' feeling. Help... Please... If you can in any way shape or form.
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I'm still a bit confused with this quite
poetic answer and question but I can try...
From what I know, it sounds like you have some sort of strong empathy. I don't know much about it, but I and all humans have it to some extent, one name or another. When I meet someone I instantly can pickup what type of person their are and read their personality, and it's always correct. I can also visualize people just by hearing about them -- never seeing them before -- and it's almost 100% accurate when and if I do get to eventually see what they look like.
You on the other hand sound like you have something like this but very strong. Emotion is and obviously can be a very hard thing to deal with when it's extreme, and I'm not so sure I have more than one way to try and harness, limit, and control every bit of it; meditation. Meditation helps so many different things and you can eventually learn to dicipline your mind, which will help your concentration and improve your quality of life.
If this isn't what you're talking about, please elaborate -- I'll be on for a bit to help you.
Also, Burnside is a wise guy.

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Trust me, I know that Burny is wise.
Okay, let me start from the beginning, but it's a sad and long story.
May 1st, 2002. End of sixth grade. Also my 11th b-day (I skipped a grade). I'm driving with my mom down the highway, and there's the really large six-car pile-up on the interstate. We pass it, I look in the passenger seat of the most beat-up cars, and one of my friends is laying out of the car. Dead of unconscious. She looked about 20, though when I shook my head I didn't see her again. A few weeks later she got into a six-car pile-up and barely survived. It's just this past few months that I've been sketchy. You see, they say a guy will never know what it's like for a guy to go through rape in a woman's eyes. Trust me. I know, and I wish I didn't.
My gf as I told you about earlier, was the one getting... I hate this word... raped. She was about high school age (we're in 8th grade now), and she looked kinda like Amy-Lee from Evanescence. Too much. It was a dark night, and this guy came up behind her and said "Hey, Amy-Lee. Your looking positively beautiful tonight." His voice was thick and slurred though I don't remember faces at all except for hers. She was dragged into the high school (I could see "High School" but that was all) and thrwon down into a bathroom stall. And then, well, I needn't tell you about it. Bascially, he was getting started on her. It was the scariest moment of my life. I could feel her chest pressured with the pain of going through it. I could feel the "my life is over" feeling. She was so scared that I could have died on the spot. I hate seeing her in pain.
Well, the guy was still, you know what I mean, when someone else (another guy) ran in and pulled him off of her, and then she had this very releaved feeling in her chest and fainted. That's all I remember, except I do remember that her savior shocked me when I saw his face, though for some explicit reason my visions don't let me remember things.
Not too long ago I had another vision with her. She was getting mugged... I think around college age. But this one really freaked me out, becuase I could feel the punches and stabs and hear everything that going on that it almost made me feel like I was her. It was just too much.
I can't stand the pain anymore. I just can't stand her screams, and everyone else's of whom I've seen so far. It's always bad things, and it always happens to my friends. The closest one in my little group, I should say.
I just can't stand it anymore.
P.S. Sorry about the little poetry back there. I want to be a poet/psychologist when I get older.
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I doubt your stories for several reasons, because you're 12 (?) yrs old and listen to Evanescence, because you write in a dramatic/poetic way and in my experience certain people love playing the tortured tragic victim because they think it's poetic and that makes them feel special.
There is also a discrepency in your story. When you first talked about the six car pile up you said
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I know this has happened because my friend got in a 6-car pile up on I-95. She was sitting in the front seat, and this was two years later, which explains why she looked older at the end of 6th grade."
now you say
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A few weeks later she got into a six-car pile-up and barely survived."
I also find it a little suspicious that you have (previously) pencilled yourself in as the "saviour" of the rape scenario.
The problem with this kind of situation is that my doubting you can simply add to your victim status, the tragedy that you have these gifts, that you must deal with the burden of these weighty issues but no one believes you.
I suggest you sit down and think long and hard about what visions you've actually had, what you truly believe and what you want to believe. I think childhood fantasy is natural and fine but when you start talking about the attempted rape of your 12 yr old friend you're getting into dangerous territory and I'm not sure the encouragement of this behaviour is healthy.
But then what do I know ?
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I knew I'd get these...
What's so bad about Evanescence?

Alot of people listen to them.
Sorry... Typo... And how have a I penciled myself into the rape "scenario?" It was her thought from the beginning that it was me saving her. Not mine.
Hehe... You'd be surprised about my life now. It's awesome. ['Cept for this]
She's not 12. She's 13. Turns 14 in May. (I'm in 8th Grade

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Maybe I should give you some background of my life... Just to clear some stuff up.
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This is really quite simple what is happening. D'accord*, that was a stupid thing to say. It isn't simple. It's complex, I guess. The same thing has happened to me, in a way. I'm...kinda touched by your experience, and I know how you feel.
*breaths heavily* Thanks.
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What your feeling is EXTREME love for her, right? You have to really love liek this to have visions of them in bad situations, then break down. Also, when do you have these visions? Do you dream them, or are they the result of (seriously) trips from LCD/acid? Or do you just sit down, and think them up?
We weren't that close before I saw that happen to her. Just, now we are.

And no, I am not on drugs or anti-depressants of any kind, just sometimes I get migranes. They usually come when someone is talking about something and I see something that relates to the 'sight.' Other times its sparratic.
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Right, uh, stop listening to me, im getting messed up. My advice is next time you have one of these visions, imagine yourself in them. There. Protecting her. Something like that. Then they shouldn't make you sad at all...in a way...happy. Also, like raven said, meditate. And, one last thing, talk to some people about it. Not the UM community, someone in your life, apart from your gf. Keeping it bottled up between you and her may amke things worst. A psycologist would be an option, but, judging from your age (almsot same as me), it would be hard to do that.
Thanks again
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It sounds like her saviour is you. You might want to keep an eye on her once you get into highschool. Have any ideas which highschool your going to? Your vision of the school could match that of a highschool you think your going to.
Yeah we both got in to the Stanton IB program. And I don't want to smother her or anything; just hope she's safe.