The Bullshit The Psychic Told Me

sychic, Yetti? I know. But my friend and I were bored. And she was curious. And I was willing. So we ventured to the home of a psychic to have our minds left thoroughly perplexed. This wasn’t my first psychic reading, and the way that mind works it probably won’t be my last, but this time, I took it seriously. There were things that she knew that triggered a couple, “WTF?” moments, and she poked around at aspects of my life I’m kind of sensitive to.

We discussed everything from family and friends to my health and my success.  All her predictions weren’t too far off from what I expected to hear, both good and bad… until she got to the relationship part. Now I’m generally not the type of person that needs a man in her life to validate her existence, I actually had kind of gotten used to the fact that some women just do not get married, or fall in love, and everything else that is deemed as a happily ever after. I’m not in a rush to get into anything that doesn’t feel right, not to mention, I don’t really attract men… I kid you not. But when we got through with her projection of my love life, I was left more than unnerved.

She said I would experience heartbreak two more times, one worse than what I had already experienced before. She let me know that I will pass up on the one that is right for me, or that I may have already done so. She explained that because of past events, I have a wall up. And then she ended with “No marriage, no kids, but your success will be enough. You’re one of the lucky ones.”

That didn’t sound so lucky to me.

The ride home was silent, neither my friend or I were pleased with what we were told, but the few times we had gone before, we had always dismissed what was said. I’m not quite sure why this one was different.

Since this then, I can’t help but dwell on the last 10 minutes of my reading. I can’t help but think back on the men I have distanced myself from because I was either not ready or I didn’t see a future with them. I find myself stressing out on my current situation, wondering if this wall she talks about is impacting anything. And if there is anything I am afraid of (besides roaches, spiders and feet) it would be heartbreak, in which I am now on high alert to make sure it doesn’t happen. I wasn’t worried about this before. This is simply because she said I had two more rounds of it to come. And though I know none of this is real, I can’t help but fixate on it and repeat the words in my mind.

If any of you are curious about psychics, or the future, I urge you… let it remain an untouched curiosity. There is a reason why they say, “Curiosity killed the cat”, the cat is your damn mind. If you’re anything like me, and sometimes refuse to learn from your mistakes, remember, everything happens because you want it to. You control your destiny. Don’t let the predictions sway you from this belief. But seriously , my friends, do not go to a damn psychic.