Hey Pandas, Share A Scary Or Unsettling Fact About Yourself Or Someone You Know

I know 2 murderers they were both in my year in high school.

I am 29 and have been to 11 funerals the last 10 years. Both my parents, my uncle, friends, relatives and now latest my cat. Next funeral I hope is my own because I can’t take it anymore.

I was born 3 and a half years before my parents got married. My dad wasn't ready for a kid, my mom was. My mom gave my dad the option to leave and have nothing to do with me. Originally my dad was going to take her up on this offer until he had a really vivid dream set about 10-11 years in the future. The dream was that I'd gotten really sick and my mom had tracked down my dad begging for help because she couldn't handle it alone and was struggling, living with her mom and sister still. That dream was what made my dad stay. Well, fast forward 11 years and I got diagnosed with Chrons dissease.

Around this same time, my mom is pregnant with her last desprate attempt at a child after several miscarriges and she's really stressed about it. Well, my dad has another dream he says felt the same as the one previously mentioned where it felt really vivid and more like a preminition than a dream. But this time about the new baby. In the dream he had been a happy healthy baby boy, the name was also in the dream but for privacy reasons I won't reveal it. Fast forward to the present that baby is now my happy healthy almost 7 year old brother.

He claims to have had one more dream like those ones but won't tell me what it was about until after the event occurs.

I can tell how most people feel about a person or a situation just by looking at them. Moreover, if it's an injustice, I can feel what they feel. Usually, it's repressed anger, frustration and humiliation.

The amount of pain and suffering, along with jealousy and anger that I perceive around me is almost surreal. For many years I didn't know how to handle it. It made me become a lonely and weird person.

After several tests, my therapist said that I have a high level of empathy and I could do great things with it (honestly, I don't see how). I 'm slowly learning how to deal with it. I still see it as a curse. It's like an eye with no lid, that I cannot close. Wish I didn't have it.

this is only unsettling onlly if you dont know whats going on. let me explain:

i can use a singing voice where i kinda sound like a kid. ive used this ability to play pranks/freak out some people and it works lol. i do it by singin scary/eerie ghost songs, and the kid voice just adds the right touch to it.

i use this sparingly, but trust me, its hilarious

I have premonition dreams when someone I know is about to die. This happens with family, friends, & pets. Whether the death is expected or unexpected. It's a certain type of dream, not like a normal dream; it has a different feel to it & it aways wakes me immediately after I have it, and there's just this knowledge that the wheels are in motion & it's set it's going to happen. It doesn't give a specific day, time, or cause; however it always happens within two weeks, sometimes the day of. (Some may say well perhaps you're picking up on some subconscious signs when this person or pet is around. However that's not the case because this happens even if they are thousands of miles away.) I know it sounds insane, and unless you've experienced it you most likely won't believe it. My dad was the same way he had dreams like that too. I've met a couple of others who have had those types of dreams.

I can temporarily detach myself from reality. If I want to, or get really bored, or really emotional, I zone out, and either have a panic attack, somehow function as normal but have ZERO memory of it, stare into space, or start giggling.

It doesn’t sound all that creepy but when I do it people get really weirded out. I can roll one eye side to side. It naturally turns toward my nose but I can correct it. It’s kinda funny actually!

My deepest, darkest secrets will die with me.

For whatever reason, people tell me everything, things they meant to take to the grave. Before i met my husband and I was still dating, it wasn't uncommon for guys on forst dates to just admit to anything and everything that they've never said aloud-- like cheating to get into their university programme or cheating on their high school girlfriend etc. Even absolute strangers if I looked at them would strike up a conversation and end up just saying everything they've never been able to say. Sometimes this is net good-- an acquaintance telling me that they are suicidal and are going to off themselves that night etc but honestly... it's just too much. My friends used to jokingly call me a truth witch because people would come up to me, teachers, TAs, parents and just... share. I know it must be an empath thing but it really feels like too much just all the time, if it's emotionally exhausting and harmful for my own mental health to know the deepest darkest secrets of everyone in my life.

It wasn't until I was in uni when I actually had someone ask me to look away from them because they found my eyes too intense. I realised that it's something about my eyes. People will look at me and when I'm looking at them they can't really compel themselves to look away and I always have to be the one to break eyeline. Interestingly if I'm in a group setting but lock eyes with someone they will typically tell their secrets regardless of who is around them. That happened at a family gathering where my husband's step-mother's mum (no idea how to phrase that better) just out of the blue broke down crying that her daughter was the product of abuse she sustained hitchhiking to a music festival and that's why she was a horrible mother and could never be there for her when she was young because she was too young herself (paraphrasing, she was very very graphic)... she just unleashed like 50yrs of trauma looking right at me, my husband's step-mum was flabbergasted having never heard this before and no one knew what to say. The moment i looked away from her she apologised, didn't know what came over her and immediately recoiled from it, which absolute broke my heart. I wish i were strong enough to handle so much but I'm really not-- it's all too much sometimes.

I try to avoid eyecontact much with strangers, I honestly just can't handle how trauma they pass to me.

A few weeks ago I found my best friend dead in his home. 50 yrs old. He lived with me for a year just before that. He'd just got a home, got a job, and was getting settled after a bad divorce, and several suicide attempts.
I was sure it was self inflicted, but it was natural causes.

My youngest uncle died when I was 2 weeks old to what they say was suicide. When I was 1 my family was having a gathering and in the middle of the gathering I said "BB." (My uncles nickname as he was the Baby Boy) and pointed. I was too young to know about him and it freaked everyone out including me to this day.

A friend of mine from high school moved to Japan for a bit to get a change of scenery (we're from the U.S.). He bought a scooter (because that's how many people get around there), got bumped on the street, crashed, and injured his ribs. While recuperating, he developed pneumonia, failed to get it taken care of, and died. One of those, "I hung out with him 2 months ago" moments. He was in his twenties. Still gives me the heebie-jeebies!

I know someone who r*ped his children. One of his children was and is my close friend. He's in prison. Apparently it had been happening to one of the children for a couple years and it wasn't until he started doing it to the others that he got caught.

I can smell if you’re “sick”, mentally. Depression, anxiety - even if you just took a shower and sprayed perfume and are pretending to be fine. I can tell.

My best friend's mum dated a guy for a short while when she was a teenager but broke up with him after her mum told her that he gave her bad vibes. The guy went on to kill his next two gfs and ultimately was a serial killer. She literally dodged a bullet there.

4 people in my life have been murdered.

At any minute any bone in my body can dislocate for no reason

Sometimes I personify inanimate objects and talk w them. I had this little Gigan figurine I kept w me for good luck everywhere and he was like a friend to me and I feel like he actually did benefit me and give me good luck. Unfortunately, at a Water polo game, I had put him in the pockets of my parka, and after the game I had given it to my aunt along w my swimsuit so I could go get pizza w my team, and she lost it and has no idea where it is. I miss Lucky Gigan soooo much I wanna cry :C :C :C Idk why I do this. I hope I can see him again one day :C

I am a very, very good listener and genuinely feel empathy for people who have been hurt :-(