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The Haunting Truth: My Life as a Psychic and the Power of Being Alone

You ever feel like the walls are closing in, like the weight of the world is pressing down on your chest so damn hard that you can barely breathe? Yeah, I’ve been there. Hell, I’m still there some days. The funny thing is, most people think that because I’m a psychic, I’ve got it all figured out. Like I’m some all-knowing, all-seeing guru sitting on a mountain of enlightenment. But let me tell you, that’s a load of bullshit.


Being a psychic doesn’t mean I’m immune to the darkness. In fact, I’ve seen more of it than most people could ever imagine. I’ve walked through shadows that would make your blood run cold, connected with energies so intense they’ve left me shaken to my core. But I’ve also learned that it’s okay to be alone, that sometimes the solitude is what saves you.


Let me take you back to one of the most terrifying moments of my career. It wasn’t in some creepy old house or dark, foreboding location—I don’t do house calls, so that’s not how my work goes down. Everything I do happens online, where I connect with people from all over the world, channeling their energies through the vast web that ties us all together. But don’t let that fool you into thinking it’s any less intense. The digital world is just as full of spirits, energy, and darkness as the physical one.


One night, I got a request for an online reading from a woman who was at her breaking point. She didn’t need to say much; her energy was practically screaming through the screen. There was something hanging over her, something dark and oppressive, and it was clear she was living in a state of constant fear.


As soon as we started the session, I could feel the cold dread that surrounded her. The air felt thick, even through the digital connection. This wasn’t just a case of bad vibes or negative energy; this was something much more sinister. I reached out with my energy, trying to connect with whatever was tormenting her. When I did, it was like getting hit by a fucking freight train. The force of it nearly knocked the wind out of me.


The spirit attached to this woman was angry, violent, and full of rage. It had latched onto her, feeding off her fear, and it wasn’t about to let go without a fight. It took every ounce of my strength to communicate with that spirit, to convince it to move on, to let go of its pain and anger. And even after the session ended, I could still feel the weight of that encounter lingering in the air around me.


That night left a mark on me. No matter how many times you face the darkness, it never gets easier. But here’s the thing—those experiences, those brushes with the other side, they’ve taught me something invaluable. They’ve taught me the importance of solitude, of being comfortable in your own damn skin.


You see, it’s easy to get lost in the noise of the world, to surround yourself with people just to avoid being alone. But that’s a trap, a fucking illusion. It’s not the number of friends you have that defines you; it’s the quality of those connections. And sometimes, the most important connection you can have is with yourself. I’ve learned that the hard way.


Not long after that intense reading, I had another online session with a client who was in utter despair. She was alone, isolated, and struggling with her mental health. She’d been told all her life that she needed to be surrounded by people to be happy, that being alone meant she was a failure. And that’s bullshit. Being alone isn’t a curse; it’s a fucking blessing if you know how to embrace it.


I connected with her energy, and I could feel the weight of her loneliness. But I could also feel the strength buried deep within her, the strength she didn’t even know she had. I helped her see that her solitude wasn’t a weakness, but a source of power. I helped her tap into the Universe, into that infinite energy that connects us all, and find the peace she’d been searching for. And when our session ended, she wasn’t the same broken person who’d started. She was stronger, more grounded, more in tune with herself.


That’s the thing about being alone—it gives you the space to connect with yourself, to hear your own thoughts, your own truth. And yeah, sometimes that truth is ugly, sometimes it’s dark as hell. But it’s real, and it’s yours. And when you embrace it, when you stop running from the silence and start listening to what it has to say, that’s when the magic happens.


I won’t lie to you—there are days when I struggle with my own mental health, days when the darkness creeps in and tries to take hold. But I’ve learned to stand my ground, to face it head-on. I’ve learned that it’s okay to be alone, to take that time to heal, to recharge, to reconnect with the Universe and find my center.


So if you’re out there, feeling lost, feeling like the weight of the world is too much to bear, know this: you’re not alone. You have a connection to something greater, something infinite. And if you ever need someone to help you tap into that, to guide you through the darkness, I’m here. Not as some all-knowing psychic, but as someone who’s walked through the fire and come out the other side.


I do my work online, where the distance doesn’t matter and the energy flows just as powerfully as if we were face-to-face. I’m not here to fix you or tell you everything’s going to be okay, because sometimes it’s not. But I can help you find your own strength, your own light in the darkness.


Life is fucking hard, and it’s okay to admit that. It’s okay to struggle, to feel the pain, to be alone. But don’t let that break you. Use it, embrace it, and let it make you stronger. Because at the end of the day, it’s not about the number of people in your life; it’s about the quality of your connection with yourself.


Take that time, find your center, and know that you have the strength to overcome whatever the Universe throws your way. And if you need help along the way, you know where to find me—online, where I’m always just a session away.


Stay strong, stay connected, and remember—you are enough.


Demetri Welsh



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