Things with me have always been different. When I was a young child I had many experiences with things that my parents chalked up to an inventive imagination. Things started to die down with my "imaginary friends" around the age of ten or so. I suppose at that age I suppressed everything completely. For the past few years I didn't even believe my past experiences were experiences, however recently things have gotten out of control. I can no longer deny that something with me is different. I see things, they come to me in the daylight and in the darkness. When I am dreaming I have conversations with people, I see things prior to their occurring, and I awake tired and drenched with sweat. I know I sound crazy but I see colors I didn't used to see. I almost believe I can tell when someone is hurting if that is possible, my arms tingle and I can feel what can best be described as a strength gathering from the souls of my feet and working upward. If anyone can help me please comment, if not I completely understand. I am just having a lot of issues with my family as they pretty much view me as a walking taboo. I don't know what to do.