Horror Movies, Hell No—Until I Met the Real Thing


 

Alright, let’s get one thing straight—I have never liked scary things. Not even a little bit. Not even at all. We’re talking Unsolved Mysteries theme song playing in the background, me sprinting to the bathroom, and upchucking my soul level of not okay with anything remotely horror-related. That’s how deep my aversion ran. But of course, childhood ‘friends’ being the absolute menaces they are, always hit me with the classic, “Oh, come on, Christina, it’s not that scary!”—and BAM, next thing you know, I’m watching some demon-infested, Hollywood nightmare fuel where ghosts disfigure themselves in ways that absolutely no one asked for, while crab-walking at inhuman speeds. Or worse, I’m watching some cursed cornfield scenario where my death plays out in an endless loop. I swear, Hollywood has ISSUES. Who comes up with this mess?!

Fast forward to 2020—aka my chaotic, plot-twist-filled spiritual awakening. I had my very first, purpose-driven encounter with a—let’s call it ‘demon-type’ energy (yes, yes, skeptics, I hear your dramatic sighs from here—stay mad). At the time, I had just started ‘reading’ pictures, which meant that as long as I had a clear view of a person’s eyes—and my guides gave the thumbs up—I could dive deep into their past, present, emotions, mental state, and even past-life baggage that decided to hitch a ride into this lifetime. Fun, right? Well, buckle up, because it gets WILD.

My dad, being the well-intentioned but extremely unaware man that he is, sends me a photo of someone. No warning. No “Hey, you might want to brace yourself.” Just ping—a text, a photo, and instant regret. In his defense, neither of us realized how ridiculously sensitive my abilities had gotten in just a matter of days. The second I opened that message and locked eyes with the person in the photo, my stomach FLIPPED. The energy was so thick, so negative, so dark, I genuinely thought I was going to hurl right then and there.

As if that wasn’t enough, within a few hours (or maybe the next day—time became irrelevant during this mess), a close friend sent me another picture—this time of a woman who had suffered third-degree burns from a spaghetti pot accident. The instant that image popped up, I heard it. A deep, guttural, pure evil laugh followed by the words, “Yeah, we made her do that.”

No. Nope. Absolutely the hell not.

I slammed my phone down, started furiously typing in all caps, “STOP. NO MORE. PLEASE.” And then? Tears. Full-blown, what in the actual hell did I just step into tears. But it didn’t stop there. I had to go in and help this woman—because that’s what I do. But let me tell you, the energy around her was so thick, so infested with darkness, I couldn’t even reach her at first. It was like trying to wade through spiritual quicksand. I had to call in someone I fully trust to help me clear out the mess just so I could get access to her energy field. That night? Lesson learned. A big one.

Now, let’s talk about fear. I know now that when you let horror movies or paranormal nonsense shake you, you’re basically flinging open spiritual doors and inviting that energy in for a joyride. Fear is a freaking portal, and Hollywood knows it. But these days? Oh, I watch scary movies just fine. They don’t phase me anymore.

And the people in my life? Oh, they know better now. If they want to send a picture where I can clearly see the eyes, they send a pre-text. Because we are NOT doing another surprise ‘guess who’s got a demonic hitchhiker’ moment again.

Bottom line? This path isn’t for the weak-minded. If a little spiritual turbulence can throw you into ‘spiritual psychosis’ (which, let’s be real, is just a fancy way of saying not everyone is built for this work), then maybe this isn’t your lane. And that’s okay. But for those who are built for it? Oh, I’ve got you. 😉

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