Ever since I was 4-5 (To young to remember) I have been able to talk to spirits.
Not all of them dead, some not even born yet.
When I was 6 I had one spirit talk to me more than once, he claimed to be my best friend and didn't want me talking to anyone else.
I was young and didn't know any better to not trust him nor that is was wrong to not talk to him anyways.
After he made me feel comfortable with him he started feeding me lies.
He made me feel alone and like nobody cared about me but him, and like my father only loved me when I did scouts.
For many years I felt that was true. So I had disconnected from everyone else and only talked to him.
After 3 years of lying to me and tormenting my soul he eventually made me suicidal and borderline homicidal.
I had many fantasies of killing my own father and mother and framing it as a murder I had witnessed in terror.
I was broken, scared, and didn't know why I wanted to kill me own father whom I have loved very much.
Until I was told by an angel what had happened. I would learn more from this angel as he was my guide, my teacher, and truly my friend at age 9.
His name was Benjamin, and he taught me how to defend myself and keep my "friend" (Tormentor) away.
Ben and Lillia

Who after I asked my mother about those names she teared up and explained that they were my brother and sister.
My mommy had twins who didn't make it

but they were always there for us, even though they weren't here in person.
Ben is my teacher, he teaches me how to better myself psychically, & strategically.
Lillia was my guide, she taught me how to better myself physiologically and spiritually.
Both of them taught me how to open my heart and love again, & how to keep dark spirits at bay.
I also met a young spirit at age 14, one who has not even been through the spiritual void yet. (He's never been born)
His name is Jason and he told be he loved me and he came because I needed him.
At first I ignored him and told him to leave, fearing he was like my old "friend" who hurt me.
After 2 months of begging I let him in, but only because Lillia told me it was safe.
His spirit was truly pure and he was always there when I was alone.
I never knew why but I always felt safe with him, yet I felt like he needed me more than I needed him.
One day I asked if he needed anything, & he told me I needed to find his mother.
At first I was confused and didn't understand how to find his mother or why he needed me to do it.
2 years later I met a beautiful girl and Jason told me to talk to her.
She was really nice and made me feel loved and very warm.
Then Jason told me thank you, when I asked why he told me I found his mommy.
At first this upset me a little as I thought that meant I couldn't date her, which was upsetting because I wanted to (*'_'*)
When I asked Jason if it was okay if I did he laughed. I was confused at why he was laughing, but then he explained what was so funny.
After years of wondering who he was it all made sense in a moments notice when he told me this.
"Of course you can date mommy, just don't screw it up unless you never want to meet me."
& then it all made sense. My friend Jason was my unborn son.
It's been over a year since I met that girl and now we've dated for 9 months (exactly starting tomorrow)
Today she knows all of this and we've promised each other no matter what we will work through anything.
I feel she is the one and today Jason and I still talk, but he really doesn't care about how her mom is a good kisser...
In fact he stopped talking to me for a month once...

It took a while for him to talk to me without a mortified sound in his voice...
I feel because I have mortified him and he's not even born yet

But anyways <3 Thanks you all for being my friends, & in 10 to 8 years I can't wait for you to meet Jason.
When my family is formed I will post a picture. until then enjoy my crazy story
