Red string theory ? Soul mates ? Stuff i don’t believe in but I’ll share
2024 July 4th weekend, my best friend at the time 33f and her bf left town. It was a fresh relationship, but um her and I were close. We constantly worried about Each other and all that jazz. Before she left town, she wanted me to do some exposure therapy for something that happened to me July 4th 2021, to keep it short I was drugged, no damages done, as strange as that sounds but that day left me with some emotional baggage I can’t even being explain, I’ve let it go tho though. I did the work.
Back to 2024, bestie is gone. Keep that in mind, she’s 6 hours away.
That exposure therapy, she wanted me to do was cooking. July 3rd I was super stressed the entire day. Came home, my house mates nephew was there, thank god. I didn’t wanna be alone, I taught him how to roll dumplings. Anxious the entire night. I still somehow got that part over with cleanly.
July 4th 2024
Having the house to myself. I woke up. Prepped ingredients for handmade udon, I can make it from scratch. My heart was racing the entire time. I finished kneading the dough, tossed it into the fridge. It needed to rest, set the timer and I just waited, I remember being in the kitchen trying to catch my breath. Timer goes off. Game time. I get to work, cut the dough. But during that time. It felt this extra sense of worry; like it didn’t belong to me. Before my friend left she was worried, she wanted to check on me,I told her “ Noo you concentrate on your bf. “ she agreed of course. But what I felt made me stop and yell out loud
“Noo don’t you do it, don’t call me - insert name here”
Then I get back to work. Finished construction of the bowl, I was proud. I ate it. I remember after I fished it. I just dropped to the floor, broke out into tears. I cried out loud “ whyyyyyy “ the cat even came up to me. He was worried.
After that my mind was just blank, I started manic cooking again, I just keep doing the same thing over and over again. I was concentrating so hard to see if I could still hear that evil women’s voice but I couldn’t. I was glad to rid myself of her poison. But during that 3rd round of cooking, that sense of worry came back. I would just stop and say out loud,
“ don’t call me -name here- “ happened 2 more times.
Eventually I finished out the day, weekend passed. I was back to normal.
Come the weekday, my friend is back, she had fun I was glad. We caught up and she stated she worried, eventually she asked about what happened. I was detailed. She had anxiety about me Thursday -Friday
And the times almost line up !! While she was basically on a date. Friday the 4th i told her for strange reason, I had this extra baggage of worry and it wasn’t mine. I would stop in my track and tell her name out loud “ don’t call”
She said she could feel that I was trying to reach out to her
She wanted to call but decided not too because of what she felt. Never in my life have I heard or experienced this. We’ve never talked about since there’s been other weird things, like sharing of emotions at work. Matching colored outfits ( light weight spooky ) and sharing the same body pains. It’s stopped and she’s not really in my life anymore but she’s still around. We had a falling out.
But yah, has anyone heard of something like this ? Or experienced? Be interesting to know.