Did I Predict My Own Death?

May 2014. I was having a few drinks to celebrate my 49th birthday. The party was in full swing and I was having a blast!

Normally a teetotaller, I have no tolerance to alcohol and got way more drunk than I should have, but I was having too much of a good time to stop.

About 11.30pm I was pretty drunk and, as my friend Adam tried to help me to bed, I announced, “Kay won’t last past 50.”

Adam frowned. “Why are you talking about yourself like that?” I fell onto him and said, “Kay won’t last past 50. She’s going to die. Not die properly, but something big is coming that’s going to change everything.“

Adam, of course, just passed it off as drunken nonsense, but, I knew this was a message from my higher-self, the universe. Something big was coming and it would change everything.

The next morning, of course, I didn’t remember a thing. But over the next 12 months, my health rapidly went downhill and at 50 and a half, my prediction came true.

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