A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To Life - Tumblr Posts
- My earliest memory is from when I was 4/5. I was sitting on the passenger seat of my mom’s green car and she was driving down the gravel road. I can remember exactly where we were which is odd because my memory doesn’t work like that. I remember turning from looking out the window to tell her that when I was in the other place I was allowed to pick any mommy I wanted and I picked her because I thought she needed me. Then I went back to watching the trees go past. I don’t remember how she responded and I know she’s only brought it up once since then when I was in my late 20′s. I was surprised she even remembered because in my memory it feels just, like, a random day and thing. Not at all important. To the point where I’m always a little surprised to remember something so insignificant.
- I never had an imaginary friend growing up. I used to pretend I had imaginary friend. And I’d get so jealous that other people could just imagine something that wasn’t there. Occasionally my brother’s imaginary friend would come check in on me and reassure me that it was ok not to be able to imagine a friend. This never felt odd to me. It felt odd for my brother when I described the imaginary friend he had never told me about.
- I don’t believe in psychics. My mom was seeing one to help with her grief about my brother’s death. I picked her up from the psychic once and the psychic insistent I not leave before she told me some things from a past life. I thought it was hokey but agreed to play along because she was helping my mom grieve. She said in a past life I was shot twice in the back. I nodded along but she must have seen I didn’t believe because she offered to show me where. I turned around and she tapped two places on my back. No more pressure then you’d use to press a button on your phone’s keyboard. I nearly collapsed from the icy burning pain of it. Then she said she wasn’t sure if it was the same life or another but my feet had also been cut off. My feet have always felt disconnected from me. To the point where I’d asked a doctor if I had circulation or nerve issues. Dr said no. I don’t remember ever telling my mom about it. The moment she said that my mind was like “yep, that’s what it is”. I believe now.
- When I was a young teen and hanging out with a friend we found an ouija board. I don’t remember why but I asked my mom if I could play it. That stands out to me because it was a board game and I’d never asked to play those before. I just knew I could. Except I remember knowing that my mom had to give me permission first. Like, I called her from my friends house to ask if I could play a board game. My mom refused. Adamantly. To the point where she talked to my friends parents and said she’d come get me right that instant if they didn’t guarantee I wouldn’t touch it. They must have because she let me stay the rest of the night but they also took the ouija board away. When I asked her about it (in person) she refused to tell me why. I pestered her for days about it. Finally she said that when she used an ouija board for the first and last time (as a teenager) it said something horrible about me. She refused to say anything more since then. And I’m just now realizing I wasn’t even born then. My older brother and sister weren’t either. Well, that just got a little creepier for me.
- My sister has this weird empathy bond with my mom. She knows when my mom’s upset. I remember many many times I’d be hanging out with my sister and she’d just stop what she was doing, pull out her phone, call mom and be like “what’s wrong? No, don’t lie to me. What’s wrong?” It ranges from mom having had a nightmare to someone dying. For the longest time it was the one piece of evidence I believed that people could be psychic.
i just had the weirdest moment, i was feeling my front teeth with my tongue because they’re the tiniest bit crooked, and then i had the thought “i’ll check if they’re also crooked in my other mouth” and then i realized to my shock and confusion that i have only one mouth, leading me to believe that in a past life i was a terrible monster with two mouths