I used to make sure he was awake to go to work after he had been out all night. We had three alarm clocks in the bedroom set at different times and he still would not get up unless I poked and yelled at him. My clinical rotations were on different shifts the next semester, so I was not there anyway. I stopped covering up for him and things went from bad to worse. We divorced soon after I graduated. In the seventh year I started to have psychic experiences. My mother's spirit visited me for three nights in a row. She had disappeared almost 12 years earlier. I couldn't stand crowds, even 5-7 people, because I felt other people's physical as well as emotional pain. One day, I experienced both day and night at the same time. In other words, it was daytime but as I walked along outside, what I saw, felt and experienced was nighttime for a short while. While writing, my pen and hand often took off by themselves. I saw several of my past lives. Physically, I would get terrible stomach aches that would last two days whenever I would eat meat. I developed allergies to gluten, dairy, cats, mold and medications that didn't bother me before. Lights, music and violent media became intolerable. For years I didn't have a television in my home and rarely turned on the radio. Watches with batteries stopped soon after being on my wrist. Initially I actually blamed my mother-in-law for giving me cheap gifts. However, when I purchased my own watches, the same thing happened. Eventually, I tired of replacing batteries and stopped wearing watches. Seven to Fourteenth Years: During the eighth year, the psychic experiences escalated to unbearable. I knew about the Gulf War before it was announced in the media, having seen and felt the terror of the women and children running down the street from the orange flames for several nights prior.