The Day I Felt My Soul- My entry for @jerrybanfield's Supernatural Writing Contest SWC
I have always felt that I was different than most people. Even as a young child I felt off. I could always tell when someone was upset even if they did not show it and others did not mention it. If I got around someone that was really upset or I entered a crowded room I would get dizzy and felt ill. I was never a sick child and did not catch the illnesses that other people caught. I can remember only 1 time being sent home from school because I was ill. It was in the second grade. But when I got home I felt fine. By the time I was in the fourth grade I had developed these episodes where I felt really ill and I would pass out. When I came too I would feel off but than I was fine. I spent some time in the hospital a few times after I had one of these episodes. The doctors would run tests and find there was nothing wrong. They never could figure out why I had these episodes. One doctor suggested that it was my brain resetting itself because of some form of trauma or stress. As I got older I learned to recognize when my body was going to do this. Some times it would just happen with no warning. Like one time we were sitting at the table eating and I fell out and slid under the table there was no warning this time. And other times I felt it minutes before it started, one time I was inside and I felt that I needed to find my father so I walked outside and I told him I was not feeling well and than I fell out. I was never scared to fall out but I was scared to be alone when I did. You see as time went on they got worse and the feeling that I had was worse. When I was 13 the feeling changed and I could feel myself shaking during these episodes. This truly scared me but by this time I was already away from my family. Being that I was in state custody I was taken to different doctors and still they could not find the cause. One time I was told that I was actually having a seizure. Maybe this was the feeling I was having. These episodes happened less and less as I got older but they got worse each time.
Than one day when I was 14 that feeling changed completely. You see I was living on the streets and I was in a bad place. I was there with a dear friend of mine and someone she knew. This guy was in his mid 20's and on drugs. He was accusing my friend of stealing from him and decided that he was going to threaten us to get what she stole back. So he put a gun to my head and told us that he would not hesitate to pull the trigger.
At that moment you would suspect I was in fear for my life. I was in a different state of mind and when I tell you that you never know how you will actually react until you are put into that situation I truly mean it.
I took a very deep breath and closed my eyes and said a silent prayer. I than had that feeling but this time it was way different and more intense than I have every felt before. I felt every cell in my body spark with an energy that can not be measured. I felt time slow down and when I opened my eyes I saw the guy change in front of me. I saw his eyes lighten back up and the muscles in his face soften. At that moment I also felt my soul open up and what felt like it surrounded him and completely removed his anger and hate. He dropped his gun and began to cry. We spent the next few hours together talking and he told me his life story. After that he left and I did not see him for almost a year. When I ran back into him he was a completely different person. He cleaned himself up and was no longer using drugs.
I than began to realize just what my soul was and why I was having these episodes. You see I am an Empath. We feel other people emotions and sometimes we have the ability to remove the raw emotion from people that are in agony. When I think back to each time I had an episode I can pinpoint the real reason. That day we were eating dinner my parents were having an argument and yelling at each other. My soul was not able to process and understand that raw emotion at the time. Children are very sensitive to the feelings of others and most loose that ability as they get older and become more self aware. But an empath fine tunes that awareness and becomes a beacon for those in pain. This is why I can walk into a room and feel the person that has the most need for someone to be there and most times I can do this just by siting next to them and opening up my soul. They usually leave feeling better and more free.
There is a cost to this ability and some think it to be more of a curse. The costs can be great. We do not like crowds. We have a harder time crying than most people. Sometimes when things happen that other people around up are crying we will not be. I did not cry at my step mothers funeral. Even though I was very upset that she was gone. We tend to be socially awkward as we see through the fake smiles and see the real feelings. We can not be lied to even if you are a great lair. No we do not read your mind, but we do feel your true emotions. We need times alone so we can filter through and process all the emotions we pick up from others. There are certain type of people that are drawn to us and we have to be very careful to stay away from them as they are doing nothing more than draining us. They are very toxic to our soul.
I believe that Empaths are put here to help people heal from their emotional pain. When people have their raw emotional pain removed they can better deal with the issues at hand and find a solution to the problem. Now I have also encountered people that no matter how much I try to remove their pain they seem to not be able to get over it. They are so overburden by their pain that they continue to feel deep despair. These people I have also found to be on many forms of psychotropic drugs that alter their brain.
Both Images were taken from https://www.stockfreeimages.com/p1/empath.html I did have to resize them and edit them for quality.
This post is my entry in the "Supernatural Writing Contest" by @jerrybanfield
https://steemit.com/steem/@jerrybanfield/mr7z0qvr
"In order to participate in this "Supernatural Writing Contest" you need to have an account on Steemit.com. The story has to be original and your own with 1,000+ words. All stories that qualify will receive a 10+ STEEM/SBD bid upvote on Jerry Banfield's bot, which translates into around $50 in rewards. This contest is sponsored by the @budgets account and upvotes will be sent by @gmichelbkk."
Requirements:
Original story.
Your own story, own supernatural experience.
First tag "jerrybanfield"
Use (SWC) at the end of your title, if it is not obvious the post is for the contest.
1,000+ words.
Topics:
Near Death Experiences
Past Lives
Spiritual Awakenings
Miraculous Recoveries
Coincidences
Moments of Magnificence
Ghosts/haunting
UFOs
Even though I did this post to enter into a contest I want you to know that this is MY STORY it is heartfelt and talks about things that I do not usually share with others. As I am writing more posts I am working through my past experiences and dealing with things that are far hidden and all but forgotten. I am honored to share my life story with you and I want to thank you for reading it. I have much more to contribute and hope that you will continue to read my story. So please consider Following, Upvoting, and Resteeming this post so others can read it as well.
As always THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you @curlfamilyvlog for writing this story that I found interesting. I sent 10 SBD directly to your account for your participation in the SWC.
thank you
I have had a lot of painful experiences that were deep through out my life, until today though I had never put a word to it on how I can relate so deeply with other peoples pain. When reading your story I don't know why but I started thinking about the story of the man who called his family on 9-11 and told them he couldn't leave a man in a wheel chair with no way to get out there alone to die. Think about all the people who didn't even stop to think about what kind of emotional pain this person would have been left to think about in his last moments that no one might have not even stopped to think about him. His very last moments spent thinking about the people who interacted with him on a daily basis, developing what he thought were friendships that bonded them together everyday only to come to the rationalization they'd leave him behind to die and how very deep that must have been for one person to realize what that would have been like for him and stayed there and died with him. That's some really deep thought in empathy. Thank you for sharing that.
Thank you for reading my story and connecting with it. I remember where I was that morning. I was in a bad place in my life and I was drinking and doing drugs. I had stayed up most of the night before and had only fallen asleep an hour before the first plane hit. I was awaken from a deep sleep and started screaming and shaking uncontrollably. I felt a massive amount of pain, fear and agony the likes of which I have not felt since I was a child. And when I finally calmed down I was unable to go back to sleep and I decided to watch television to drown out my thoughts I saw the news. I knew than why I was awaken this way.
nice article
thank you for sharing
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Very enlightening. A story that needs o be shared. Excellent work; I admire your courage.
thank you