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Have you ever been to a psychic?  I have always wanted to but didn't want to go alone.  I think especially in a situation like mine, where things have been less than awesome for the last 10 years, that something like this, true or not, would be helpful to me.  Maybe it would help me look forward to the future, instead of bracing for the next big thing.  Maybe I would get some validation about what has happened and why.

Tonight, I went to a gathering at my cousin's house, and we had a psychic come to speak to each of us.
She told me that I don't have a fake bone in my body and that no one has to ever analyze anything about me, I'm an open book to others, but I analyze everything.  She asked why I wasn't a nurse of a doctor, and told me I had probably already met the person who I will marry someday.  She mentioned my grandparents that have died, and one who I never had a chance to meet.  She talked about my best friend and how it was a very unique relationship (anyone who knows us knows that!)  She mentioned my health briefly, but didn't pick up on the serious issues I've had over the last few years, but she did mention that it's probably going to be easier from here on out.   I'm not sure what to believe but I want to believe all of it!  Some of it was absolutely true, as she mentioned things that have already happened.  Some things I want to believe, but how would I know if they were true?

What do you think about psychics?  Would you ever go to one?  Overall, I think it was a good experience, true or not true, and would probably do it again someday.


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  1. Years ago for an advertising class assignment I was assigned to write an ad for a psychic. As part of the assignment she had to tell my fortune and read "my cards." She told me that I would become very ill in the middle of my life but that I would recover--and that my life would be totally changed. Well I forgot all about that prediction but it happened that I did indeed lose many years to Cushing's before I was diagnosed and now my life is completely different as far as what I value, etc. So I think maybe there is something to psychics--that some of them are blessed with some kind of gift of seeing the future. Interesting question for sure.

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