max

in no way an arg.

[futuresignal]

Hi, I'm called max.

I'm a 15 year old who has been having precognitive dreams and intuition for almost a decade. I don't believe it's just intuition. I've never really had a space to talk about it with other people without being looked at like I'm crazy, so I'm turning to social media in hopes I'll find people like me. This isn't an arg or fiction. This is me trying to figure out something that's happened my entire life that I'm tired of pretending is normal or imagination.

First post talks somewhat about it. More to come.

I'm making hashtags now too, just to make it easier:

💤🌀 - dream logs

🗓️💭 - seen it before / remembered it

🧠⚠️ - when I get the feeling something will happen

🔍🧩 - theory blog

🎬🔁 - confirmed predictions

🕳️❓ - incomplete / unfinished or confirmed.

📷🌌 - just.. daily life.

Thank you for your time. — M.C.

[futuresignal]

How am I supposed to be a normal teenager, living and loving in the moment, when I know what's going to happen and I've known for months??

I'm not making this up. I'm not exaggerating or looking for attention. I'll feel something, hear something, see something, know that I've already been here. I've been told it's just intuition. That I'm just like my mom because she somehow always knows when someone is lying. But it isn't that. I'm not talking about lying, I dream about and sense the future. In colour-coded, mind-searing dreams. I feel it in my body. I see it in my dreams. I know it before it happens.

So when people laugh, tell me I'm just sensitive, or blame it on the films I watch or videogames I play, I want to scream. I want to crawl out of my skin and be an orb of soul. I've been like this for years. I've tested it, tried to ignore it. There's no escaping it.

I don't want to be a show, I'm not a brand new mental case or pity party. I want to be believed. I know I'm not the only one.

If you see this and understand, i mean really understand, i hope you see this. I'm tired of being convinced I'm alone.

Thank you for your time.

[futuresignal]

I know something is coming. It's not some Final Destination thing, Not the end of the world,, but something is coming. I don't know what it is yet, and that scares me.

I've felt this way for a long time. It clicked when I was 9. It's like a low hum under everything that spikes when it realizes it's being heard. Like the dreams, the gut feelings, the universe's personal pranks on me are all signs and pieces to a huge jigsaw that I lost the box of. I don't know what the end result is, but it's telling me to pay attention.

That's a big part of why I'm here talking about it.

I don't think it's just a random glitch in my brain. I think there's a reason. I don't want to ignore it anymore. I want to track it, connect the dots, and figure out why I've been forced to work on this endless jigsaw for years. I need to figure it out before whatever this is, whatever is coming.. comes. before it's inevitable, because I can't watch movies without begging for the ending to be spoiled for me.

Even if it's bad, even if it's the end of the world as we know it. I'd prefer to walk into it with my eyes wide and knowing what to expect rather than duck and hide and have it get me anyway or pretend it's not there at all. I'm tired of pretending.

Thank you for your time.

[futuresignal]

I wasn't always like this. Well, I was. But I ignored it long enough for it to vanish in my kid brain. Until the dreams started again. I was being abused, bad. I was about 6. TW!!! THIS IS YOUR WARNING.

It started off normal, I guess. It was tinted blue, that was.. weird. Never happened in dreams. And all of a sudden, my mom walked away. And I heard cracking. Bad cracking. And she started yelling at me. When she came out, she was long,, gaunt. Inhuman. She chased me down our 10 step hallway for about 30 minutes. I made it to the door but she caught up to me and shot me in the stomach. I felt it all. The piercing pain, how it got worse as the adrenaline faded, the cold. I woke up crying.

About 3 weeks later, it happened. Me and my mom were fine until she left the house. Came back drunk. I don't know what I said, but she chased me down the hall. Beat me to the door. Hit me in the stomach. I couldn't ignore it after that. I knew something was off. I stopped thinking it was a coincidence and more that it's a sign to be taken seriously.

Thank you for your time.

[futuresignal]

I'm fully aware I sound crazy, okay? I know. But I'm not. This isn't an arg. This isn't a roleplay. It's not because of movies, and it's not a disorder. I've checked. Professionally.

I dream about things before they happen and have gut feelings about good and bad things, even guessing what they're about. Stay with me. I know things I shouldn't.. sometimes minutes, even months in advance. I've tried to stop it, avoid it, it never changes. I can't evade the future, I just have to be prepared. They always come true. I can list countless times where it's happened and I'll have proof to back it up. I can even guess what people will say before they say it.

If you're someone, especially around my age, who experiences similar things—reach out. Please. I know there are more like us out here. My boyfriend is like this, my friend is too. There are more. I want to figure out why it's happening, but I'll need help. Thank you for your time.

Ignore the amount of tags, I need it to reach people.