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Okay. So I have a bizarre story from the last two weeks, and it is still unfolding. I will be henceforth known as M. The other Person will be J. We have many unanswered questions we hope to have answered.
The first time we saw each other was in the hospital. I, M, was there for my nursing student clinical. J is a volunteer at the front desk. We both noticed each other, but we didn’t speak to each other. Weeks later, we matched on Tinder ( Date: 7/14/2017). I didn’t even remember who she was, but she recognized me from the Tinder pic. Soon, we began to talk and became very close in just a few days. We shared things that we usually would never share with anyone else, at least that was true for me.
We found that our lives are remarkably similar. We were both adopted from a foreign country, have hyper religious aunts, grew up in strict households, with psychoanalytic fathers that lead us to be liars. Both of our fathers introduced us to sci-fi, old music, old movies, and shows. We both have had experiences concerning sexual assault.
I was head over heels for J. She warned me that she was seeing someone that she might end up dating, and solidified it the next day. But that didn’t matter for me. I still kept pursuing her, and that’s where some of the problems came from.
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It came to me being jealous about the boyfriend and becoming manipulative to her in my words. I told her this; I told her everything about myself for no other good reason than implicitly trusted her. And she’s forgiven me for some reason. I realized I had to stop this or I could become worse, and ruin her relationship with her boyfriend; even though, a part of me wanted to do exactly that. We loved each other fiercely, and at times she would talk to me more than her boyfriend because he worked. So I abruptly cut it off. That was the worst night of my life. I fully intended on never talking to her, and I thought I was doing the right thing. My parents got involved and told me that without her father’s permission, I was to stop all contact with her. I also could not approach her father as she was dating, and it would cause more problems for her. But she started crying, I started crying, and I felt like I was killing my best friend. I don’t think I’ve ever cried as bitterly as I did that night and she was too. It was the worst night I’ve ever had.
The next day, We were both very drained and hurt. Soon we found ourselves talking again, but this time as friends. We discovered that we both had similar nightmares that same night, which involved animals attacking us and weapon of light in defending ourselves. I dreamt that hellhounds were attacking me. It was pitch dark, and I kept shooting their heads. The only way for me to see them was to use a flashlight. And the only way to stop them from tearing my leg off as I kicked them through the car they were tearing apart, was to stun them with the light. J told me she had monkeys trying to kill her and her family. She had to defend herself with a similar light weapon. This was many of the few coincidences we had together and much more to come.
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Green text or GTFO
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One night, J got in trouble with her father for staying up late on skype. At that moment I heard a warning bell in myself, and I went to message her. She told me what happened. The next day, my parents asked me to limit the how late I stay up on the computer or iPad as well. One of the weirdest moments we had is when I scratched my bruised eye from a fight. In a few hours, her same eye started tearing up, and her allergies flared up in the same spot I got punched in the fight.
We also discovered there is a link between our emotions. How we felt at that given moment was projected onto the other person. How we felt correlated with one another. We feel anxious at the same time; we feel happy at the same time, we feel hyper at the same time among other emotions, especially pain. As we go throughout the day, we can feel a soft static somewhere in us. J lives 4-6 miles away from me. No matter how far apart we were, we always felt that secure connection. And it seems acuter at night. Whenever we talk to each other, it seems like the most comfortable thing in the world.
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I have also spent time in prayer for J, praying for her happiness (I am Christian, she is agnostic), and she reports being surprisingly happy the next morning. I have prayed in tongues in front of her and translated it as Estonian, with the translation being to protect and distract. When she told me that her mother had a Bible in the house, I felt my spirit spoken to, “Julia is marked,” My family had a generational curse of suicide upon it. In the same way that my family had this, I felt Julia had God in her life in the same way. However small, however unnoticed, I felt she would eventually find her answers to her questions. But we have more pressing issues right now between the two of us.
Why is this happening to us? What does the connection mean? We would like to hear anybody else’s similar experiences and the result of them so that we are better prepared to face our own experiences.
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Stop
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>>19411056
This
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>>19411072
You said right at the start you're both basically compulsive liars, it seems like she's going along with things you say. Everyone wakes up feeling strangely happy sometimes. Because you said you're both liars, and she doesn't want to be with you even though it seems from your perspectives your souls are interconnected. It's a combination of lies, coincidences, desires and hormones, that's all.
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>>19411072
Yea what he said >>19411960
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