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NeoArcadian

Here's a little something.....and it is that, a something...

Ever since I was a little kid crazy people have been attracted to me. Not in that way, they just come to me with their craziness.

At the age of 7 I somehow got into a conversation with a 65 or so old man and he started talking about how the government and the mafia was after him and how he had high tech military weapons at his house to keep them away and all that jazz. None-the-less, that was in a bowling alley. He wasn't a child molester or anything creepy like that either, the dude was just generally crazy.

I went to Indianapolis a couple of years ago and visited some friends up there. On the bus back to a town close to where I live from Indianapolis I happened to be seated next to a dude that looked 15 and was dressed all in goth clothes.

Well, within 5 minutes of meeting him for the first time he told me how he had a bad drinking problem and had been declared mentally unstabble by the army and thus was discharged from it. He then went on to tell me about how his wife had left him, he was 21 by the way, and that's when the trouble started and THEN went on to show me a picture of his wife NAKED on his phone.

The second half of the bus trip I sat next to a dude that looked about 27 or so. Within 10 minutes of meeting him for the firtst time ever he told me how he was running from the cops because he was out on parole for selling crack. He then went on to tell me how he had gotten caught the very last time and who screwed him over, an ex-girlfriend by the way. Then we got to talking about different types of pot...but that's a different story.

I've known three girls, all who I had just met when they told me about it, that all had been rape victims. Within an hour of meeting them all they told me about it and how it happened and when and where and what they did about it. Two of those girls, because the third one I never saw again, latched onto me and one of them every time I got around her she would ask me for advice on all kids of things and I would help her.

She was nowhere near as bad as the other one. The other one got to calling me every single night, except for a few, and would talk to me almost non-stop for anywhere from 10 minutes to 7 hours a night about anything from advice to life to her drug habits and god only knows what else.

She called me like that for three monhts, maybe a bit longer too, and then she moved and we didn't talk for almost 3 weeks.

Well, me worrying about her knowing how bad off she could get without me as her rock and not knowing how to get ahold of her was very bad.....for her. She ended up overdosing and fighting off and injuring the paramedics trying to help her and then cut herself, purposely even though she's not a cutter, and fell into a horrible situation and ended up in a mental institution, restrained, for 2-3 weeks.

After that she started calling me again, only much less thank god, and she seems to be doing a bit better now that she's not as reliant on me as she used to be.

One time, I was working out in the country with a small band of people helping clear some land and one of the workers, within about 30 seconds of meeting me, started telling me about the aliens and how he had had close encounters with them. Then he told me about a 24 FT tall weed plant we had personally grown with some help from a couple friends. Then he explained his theories about the universe, existance, god, and everything as we know it. I guess he was pretty damn loopy, but in the end we ended up talking for almost the entire time we were working about pot and how it grows and all of the old time grow ops he had done and I guess it was pretty cool. Oh, and the dude was in his mid 50's or so.

Then, today as I walked into our small ass local wal-mart, I walked to the game department to see what was in it because of the crappiness of our local walmart. Well, I'm just standing there looking at the games when one of the employees comes up to me, a new guy, and started talking about the games, within a minute and a half he told me how he had gotten put into a mental institution for being crazy and had gotten the job at the walmart through a work release program run by the insane asylum he was held at.


Really, crazy people flock to me, and really troubled individuals. It's really odd though, my mom and my sister BOTH have the same thing.

They both have people just come up to them out of the blue and start explaining their troubles to them and/or have crazy people come up to them and start telling them about why their crazy. Also, drug addicts and very troubled people also flock to them.

I've only got a few theories about it but they all hold true from what I've seen so I guess they'll work for now. One is that we all are very psychic. We all sense things that nobody else can and see things that nobody else can. Not in the crazy sense either, not like voices in our heads telling us to do bad shit but things like ghosts and energy and just etheral things. I simply think that crazy people flock to us because they sense our ability to understand them on their level unlike everybody else.

It seems to be the case. We all can understand people, even people that can't talk right and even people that speak other launguages. It's odd, I can't read a word of german but get me in a room with a german speaking dude and I can tell you the exact point he's trying to get across. Same with my sister and my mom.

I guess we can also understand the insanity of a crazy person's mind and thus they talk to us and flock to us and like us so much because 99.99999% of people just don't understand them or their heads and we can because we aren't focusing so much on what they're saying as much as what they're thinking.

Either way, it's all very interesting. I've even had people randomly come up to me in malls and booksotres and grocery stores and ask me advice that nobody should ever ask anybody that isn't a close personal friend. I guess it is a bit of a gift, but it's also a curse. Just think about not just talking to crazy people on a regular basis, but knowing all of the crazy shit that they think and then having them latch onto you and hanging on for dear life.

Who knows, in the end I sound a bit nutty just trying to explain it all. Oh well, as long as none of them fucking flip out on me, none of which have yet to date, I guess I'm fine with it for now.

It's also odd though...

Usually, within just an hour, usually less, of meeting a person they will tell me almost anything. Even their deepest darkest fears, hopes, and ambitions. It's crazy shit. I guess people sense that they can trust me and that I will be there to understand...or sometihng like that. Either way, just wanted to know what people thought of this.

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blondie0420

Can't say that I relate, but isn't it possible that, rather than crazy people flocking to you, you're the one flocking to them? It'd be just like what your 2nd grade teacher told you when a bully made fun of you: that they only bring other people down to make themselves feel better. Maybe, on some subconscious level, you're doing something similar: feeding off their troubles to make yourself feel a little better about how bad you've got it?

I'm not saying you're lying or doing anything wrong, but I find it a little hard to believe that people would just randomly out of the blue come up to a complete stranger and start confessing all of their problems. People with trouble do usually need someone to talk to, I'm guessing that if you are the one initiating the conversation and establishing yourself as someone they can trust, they're probably willing, after that point, to talk to you about what's been bothering them. Your mom and sister are probably doing the same thing.

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Jake

I can relate, but very rarely. It's always a blast to meet someone new and just talk.

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Hashishi

maybe you're just weird.

nah i love nutters, myself. i was tripping with a mate's uncle at one point and he got hung up on the idea that we've all got royal lineage (emphatically so). i thought he'd completely lost the plot, but when i got talking to my mate later on he said he was always like that.

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GanjaGirl420

I can kind of relate to you. Mabye your the one attracting the nutters? Oh wait... thats what you said. Haha. You seem like a very approchable person, so people probably feel comfortable enough to spill their woes onto you. In a sence it's cool 'cause you get to hear about lots of... stuff. Lol. I have a tendancy to attract drunken gangs of teenagers. Luckily I'm always able to talk my way out of things and get out of it without a scratch. I would much rather attract a crazy story teller though!

 

secretblaze

can i come over?

imported_CloudNine

Something that goes... birds of a feather??...nevermind I'm too stoned....

Anywayz, I do understand what you are talking about. Usually it has something to do with the way you approach new people. I similarly show genuine intrest in someone new because they always have atleast something fresh to say. Also, if you are anything like me, you may subconsciously choose interesting people to sit next to.

As far as the spilling the guts thing, many "crazy" people are receptive to someone who is willing to listen to them. It has to do with their urge to feel like someone understands them. I enjoy this kind of talk because it gives me perspective. If it annoys you, I suggest being less interested in them, or just flat out be honest, only not in a rude way.

A lot of my friends come to me for advice on various things, but it is mainly because I have a varied perspective on life, listen, and blazed.Since most of these friends see me as the stoner liberal type they also feel I won't judge them, and they are right.

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Lit_Match

Same thing happens to me, not nearly as intense though. Lots of people you would think are perfectly normal love to reveal their racist/paranoid/wierd sides to me when I'm the only one around. I guess I look like the understanding type, in reality I try to tune them out as much as possible but when I do that they like to get real close and start making more eye contact. It's a trip but I guess you get used to it.

SomeNoob1221

Man, if you can really get people to tell you almost anything within an hour or people just naturally trust you, you should consider a career in interrogation. Seriously, you could do a lot with that gift of yours.

NeoArcadian

See, that's the thing though, I DON'T approach them...

99% of the time I'm just standing there looking at something or sitting waiting and it just happens. The dude at walmart, I was standing looking over the games when he just started talking to me. The dude in the bowling alley, well, that's too long ago to remember truthfully. The girl with the problems, the first time we met was me simply asking her if she liked my all too bashful friend and her saying no, it just escalated from there.

Same with my mom and my sister. The SAME day for instance, she sat on one of the in-store benches silently waiting for me to get done looking for something when some girl in her 30's just came up to her and started spilling all about how her kids were shared with her ex-husband but how he was very bad but she couldn't prove it. Really, if I did start the conversations I'd be calling myself the crazy one.

The dudes on the bus, I sat down next to them and simply did just that, sat. I didn't say a word. They both started the conversations by asking me where I was headed and they both replied like-so when I asked them back. Then it just escalated from there. I usually try not to get into those sorts of conversation not because I won't listen, I'm too good of a listener apparently and am also way too polite in real life so getting them to go away is a bit trouble-some, it's just that they won't stop talking.

Eventually something saves me along the lines of me having to leave or them having to leave, which almost never happens, but usually if one of us isn't truely in a hurry the conversation can go on for quite a while.

Hell, within about 30 minutes of meeting a dude for the first time he took me over to his place and we toked up. I knew about him but he didn't know about me. I knew him from other people and knew he was a good guy, not crazy he just trusted me.

Another dude, within 10 minutes of meeting me simply drove to his dealers house, on the way to giving me a ride to a buisness I needed to go to, and bought an ounce and even broke me off a dime just for the hell of it. He wasn't really crazy either, just insanely trusting of me for having met me 10 minutes ago.


And to """:::SomeNoob1221:::""" "Man, if you can really get people to tell you almost anything within an hour or people just naturally trust you, you should consider a career in interrogation. Seriously, you could do a lot with that gift of yours."

Yes it is a gift, but interrogation is most of the time bad. #1: I'd have to work for the popo's or the government, neither of which you'd catch me dead working for. #2: I only use my gift for good. I help people with their problems and give them advice that I couldn't possibly know to give. That has to do with my other gift but whenever they see me after taking my advice they're never angry, in fact they always say it went very well. And for those people that simply trust me out of the blue, I usually do use that for my own personal gain, usually to get a new connection or a new smoking buddy quick. HOWEVER, I never use it to get information that would hurt them and if I do get information that woul hurt them it never leaves my ears. I also don't use it to hurt them or hinder them in any manner.

Thus, I do realize that being able to do those things can be very helpful to the right and wrong people, but I also realize that those people come to me because they believe they can trust me and I'm not going to betray that. Plus, with great power comes great responsibility. And with that power I have acumulated enough information to take down 50% or more of the people in the town I live whether it be about a legal matter or a simply reputation crushing matter and yet all of them are exactly how they were when I was told these bits of info because I will not betray their trusts or the people's trusts that told me them.

Oh well, people will be people I guess and if they continue to do what they're doing now then they will and I guess I'll just continue to help them. It's about all I can do. Oh, and with that I've also talked two people out of killing other people and three people out of killing themselves. Maybe it is my job of existing to help people using these gifts...Either way, I guess I'll keep on keepin' on.