Seeing a Psychic: Will this affect my future?
I have anxiety. I would like to know what happens, because I don’t want to waste time. Existential anxiety is probably a better term. I’m always worried, at every second of every day, that I’m wasting time. “Oh but you have time,” say all the Instagram infographics. Well, even if I do, I’d still like to get a move on.
I came into this world incredibly ambitious. I did everything on time. I graduated high school on time, graduated from university in the recommended 4 years, and then I moved to Los Angeles in hopes of landing a dream career in entertainment. I ended up working at an independent magazine for a couple of years, and then the business began to slow down. They aren’t kidding when they say print is dead. We were an editorial print magazine geared at the global upper-class, fashion forward crowd. Shortly after my career at the magazine began to dwindle, the coronavirus pandemic began.
After Covid-19 hit I was stressed, probably like most other people. During a conversation with one of my childhood friends, she told me about a trusted family friend of hers that is a psychic, and also a medium. I was intrigued. Since he had been vouched for by essentially her entire family, I felt more comfortable potentially scheduling a conversation with him. Growing up Catholic, I was always advised to stay far away from psychics because they “open up your soul to bad spirits” and because I think you are ultimately expected to trust God in times of doubt and… pandemia. But I was in a rough spot. My roommate that I was quarantined with at the time wasn’t speaking to me, I barely had a job, and everything was in shambles it seemed.
On an evening in April 2020, the psychic/medium called me at our scheduled time. He lived in Detroit, and I in Los Angeles, so the 30 minute session was entirely over the phone. Of course I did wonder how he could tell me these things about me over the phone, but I figured that it could also be better so that my soul might be safer from hundreds of miles away. He was burning different candles that made him smell different scents — scents that told him things. And I have to say, he was pretty spot on.
“Who do you live with?”
“My roommate, *****.”
“Yeah, you’re moving soon. You’re also going to lose a friend soon, but don’t worry, she’d not going to die or anything. You guys just won’t be friends.”
He said these things to me right off the bat, and my roommate situation was one that was definitely on my mind at this point. I didn’t disclose very much information about myself, but he just kept going and surprising me along the way. He closed with something that was very personal, that I’m not going to disclose here. A recording of the phone call was conveniently emailed to me afterwards by his assistant. I remember him telling me that my life was going to be dramatic, chaotic, but amazing.
Now, one year later (more or less), I’m wondering when the amazing part is coming. The past year has been okay. I got the opportunity to work on a few projects that gave me more things to add to my resume. I also survived the year and never ran out of food to eat, or money for most of my bills etc. So it was a good year. It was an alright year. Okay, the last thing I want to be is ungrateful- but this past year left me more confused than ever. I want to talk to the medium again, I want to ask more specific questions about my career. Maybe a timeline if it’s possible… I just want to know I’m on the right track. But a part of me wonders, did what he tell me last time f*ck me up? He told me I’d be going back to school, which I’ve had on my mind — but in this economy? I couldn’t afford school even if it was free because the time involved.
So now I sit here wondering if I should fork up the $60 and have my yearly review with this guy. Will it make things better, or worse? Or will it at least keep my anxiety at bay for one more year?
