I have always had this weird feeling growing up something, someone was telling what to do in any situation. The voice I heard wasn’t from a person rather an internal voice in my head. I never doubted the voices in my head since it saved my ass a few times. When i first realized I should have listen to the voices in my head was in elementary school. Mr. DeGraph was handing back our exams, which he mentioned out loud I had the lowest score. Another student called me a retard so I got up and started walking his direction. The voices in my head were telling me don’t do this, sit back down, this is a mistake. My intentions was to sucker punch that kid, just one hit to break his nose to several pieces. I told myself this kid will never say anything to me in that demeaning way again as the voices in head were telling me otherwise. I heard them crystal clear, still while walking towards the direction of the student, eyes locked on him. He remained in his seat as I approached him and bam!! One good punch and he was out. Mr. DeGraph grabbed and pulled me away to the hallway, yelled for security and a nurse. I hear students chanting, others nervous. I look at my fist, I start to hear running foot steps getting louder and louder. I look up to find out a security guard now has me carried to the principals office. They called my parents. Moments later as they arrived they discussed my bad actions, as I noticed the child in the nurses office with blood on his shirt and an ice pack covering half his face. We locked eyes, both of mine and his only visible eye. 4 or 5 seconds of eye contact, i gave him the middle finger. My parents noticed that I flicked the other student and we were escorted out of the building. I had been suspended for 1 week for that sucker punch. The whole time those voices told me not to do that. If i had listened, nothing would have happen. The other students comment would have been buried and forgotten about. Since that day I listen to the voices. I never doubt the voices in my head. From playing basketball to talking to girls, those voices always give me the answer I’m searching for. The older I became, the less I heard from the voices. I haven’t become dependent on them. As I failed from job to job, the voices were no longer there. I had a plan for each new career path that I stuck to. I finally found something I enjoyed and was good at. Once I knew the path I was taking wasn’t rewarding enough was when I lost my car and my apartment. My job wouldn’t give me an advance on my check so I had to figure it out. Luckily my job was open 24 hours. I worked at a gym facility as a personal trainer. The night before payday, I was under a bridge in the park at 3am. I couldn’t sleep since other homeless guys were fighting about some loose change. I heard the voices in my head once again, they spoke to me. I heard them say this career path I have chosen will get me no where. Move onto something else. I didn’t want to listen since i loved my job, I only made bad financial decisions like alcohol and drugs. I decided to ignore the voices and improve my budget to provide for rent and my car while still being a trainer. I did well for 2 years just to be back in the same position where I knew this job wasn’t rewarding me enough. I quit. I went to the manager and quit on the spot. No explanation, no looking back. I knew about hard labor work with immigrants doing home remodeling and demolition. I hopped on board, making decent money to provide for myself while continuing my drug and alcohol abuse. The voices in my head came back. This time I heard them say I can do better. I heard them say I deserve so much more than what i have. I visualed a plan as I was listening to them. Become CEO, begin my own company, and start making real money like a real business owner. My 1 bedroom apartment in a basement wasn’t good enough. I knew this, the voices in my head knew this. I stuck to the plan. I became the boss, I started my own thing. I purchased a house with money lenders, fixed it, and sold it for 3 times the amount I had paid for it. I continued to do this for 10 years while buying rental properties. I now have become rich, filthy rich. To this day i haven’t heard from the voices. To this day I know if it wasn’t for those voices in head, I wouldn’t be in my position. I listened to the voices. Who were they? Why did they want me to do good? At one point I was convinced I was ‘the chosen one’ but that sounds silly that I couldn’t even believe it. Was it my gut feeling, was it destiny, was it Jesus? I won’t know and I won’t ever know what’s next til I hear from the voices in my head again. I just hope I did not cut the voices in my head.
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It sounds like the voices in your head would appear at times when you needed it the most. Perhaps you have a strong intuition. Listening to your intuition will always guide you in the right direction. It’s good that you allowed these voices to guide you throughout your life, eventually leading you to success. It is interesting to read about the evolution of your success. Good job!