When I was a young adult when ever I called my mom, my dad or my brother by their voice I could tell if they were high. If they were I got sick to my stomic and scared , anxious filled with fear and horrible crabby. Like it took my breath away. I would be like this for days. I did my best as I could do to fix everything for them to make their life good. If I called and they were not high and their voice sounded good and peaceful I felt good and peaceful too. If they were hi or sad and unhappy I was sick ,sad and unhappy too and try to fix it. Well , sad the say all them people have passed away at very very young age and what ever they liked doing is what killed them.
Well, now my best friend has taken over their place. The moment I hear her voice the very same things happen to me. If sheâ€™s good and happy I am too, if not Iâ€™m horrible too.ðŸ˜ any ideas what this is?June 21, 2020 |