u/keagkitten

i just saw a post about somebody’s (beautiful) interpretation of janie, and i just wanted to share mine.

to me, janie is about my actual sister. we used to be absolutely inseparable, she genuinely was my entire world. every room we walked into, people would say ‘watch out’ because we would just be in the corner cracking each other up and ignoring everybody and everything else. when things got rough with either of our mental health, we’d just camp out in each others rooms and talk all night long. she was my built in best friend.

she’s had a boyfriend since she was a young teen, and for the first few years of their relationship, i got along with him well. i did notice her drifting away a bit, but that’s normal given the circumstances and life moving fast, as it does, so i wasn’t bothered by it.

but he ended up moving in with us a few years ago, and he’s always had drug issues, so within that time, he’s gotten her hooked on what he does. the first time they got sober together, i had hope that it would stay that way, and things would go back to normal. but coming up on a year now, they’ve moved out, became homeless, and are worse off than ever. he has convinced my sister to go no contact with my entire family

hayden captures how i feel about the entire situation better than i could myself. i feel like she was stolen from me, and now i can’t recognize her at all. she was my sister first. i haven’t seen her in months, all i do is worry and hope she comes back home one day.

i showed my mom janie, and every time we hear it we just bawl our eyeballs out. when i saw hayden preform it live, i facetimed my mom so she could see it too. it was one of the most touching and intimate moments of my life. my hands were shaking so badly that my angel of a boyfriend had to hold my wrist up so my mom could have a steady view lol.

please share your interpretation of janie and what it means to you, i’d love to hear your stories :)

hi all, i’ve always been slightly spiritually inclined, and i had an experience with a passed loved one last night that really shook me up. i came across and decided to follow a meditation on reaching out to your passed loved ones, which i had never attempted before. during this meditation, i attempted to reach out to my father, who passed from suicide when i was a child. i saw him and he was laughing, but then sort of cocked his head at me and smiled intensely, and it threw me off and made me a little anxious. then, out of nowhere, i got the most intense, deep, and physical feeling of pure fear and dread. it was so heavy and it felt like there was a ton of bricks on my chest. i managed to rush out and say goodbye and i love you, and when i came out of it, my hands and feet were tingly. i couldn’t shake the feeling for at least an hour after the session. what happened here? did he not want to be contacted? was i feeling how he felt when he passed? any advice helps!