Birthmarks and TF?
Twin flames and birthmarks? Is there a correlation between this concept?
I can't believe I'm even asking this on this sub but I think I'm pretty sure what I feel and what I know seem to coalesce with some type of other worldly experience that is literally making me question reality. Note: I had to schedule an appointment with a psychiatrist back in December because of this story. Edit: I'm not having delusions like I thought I was.
Context:
I was born with a congenital birthmark (congenital hemangioma) on my eye.
This type of birthmark is extremely rare and cannot be removed via aesthetic treatments like they do with the more common birthmarks (infantile hemangiomas). 12 laser surgeries on mine before the age of 2 and yet it has grown in size as I aged. Never once have I seen anyone else with the same birthmark in the same place in my three decades of life. Never. It's statistically improbable as I did the math and as stated by my specialists who literally research these malformations.
Story:
So I am a college instructor at a university. Hundreds of students have come and gone over the years. So back in August, I had this one particular student who gave me an uncanny feeling that I knew them / seen them before. Kind of weird in my opinion to think such but it was enough to mention this to both my wife and a few of my college friends one day.
Now, I'm not so new to strange happenings in my life as I do have a lot of weird coincidences that become just a bit too coincidental to go missed. Without sounding too much crazy here let's just say there are weird occurrences that may or may not be construed as confirmation biases by most people (lights randomly flickering or flashing walking past them etc).
I do need to point out that I was born with a very rare type of chimerism too in which I have three distinct genomes. One of those genomes is my twins' genome... Kind of difficult to explain but I was never supposed to be born due to my parents being told to terminate the pregnancy due to thinking I was a molar pregnancy. Of course they didn't since I'm here. But whatever.
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So throughout the semester I kept the question in the back of my mind about where I had seen them before. I remember, laughably right now, seeing them and locking eyes with them before class one day and all I was doing was screaming in my head, "where have I seen you before!??!! Aaarghh!!"
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Towards the end of the semester, I get an email from their secondary advisor (not primary) asking if I could override the prerequisites for one of my courses the following semester, to take the course. I was thinking this was odd... since students usually just ask their primary advisor to override them into the course. I get this chain email going between their primary advisor, secondary advisor, and the department chair. I have the primary advisor advising the secondary advisor not to do an override and I'm explaining to all of them that I've been teaching this course for 5+ years now and I have no problem with them being in the course as I know their ability in a classroom to meet the requirements for the course.
I'm like oh shit this is gonna get me in cross hairs with the department now. (I stay to myself a lot since everyone in my department is like 15+20 years older than me).
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So, the following day of class (this is a bit blurry and can't remember exactly the events that took place this day)... I basically go and mention to them that I have no problem with them getting into the course and I will try to make it happen because ultimately it's my course and I have seniority here.
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Well... when I go and mention this to them directly, I pretty much have a straight up meltdown. Like I cannot describe how much I was thinking about what I'm seeing. I'm like what the fuck in my head and I literally have to strain myself from just straight up breaking down then and there.
Sure enough, there it was ...a fucking birthmark in the same location!?!?!
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I basically repeated that scene from the first episode of Mr. Robot where Elliot Anderson thinks he is a schizo. Lol.
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So there is my story. I can't really stop thinking about them and I'm pretty sure I am going to go ahead and pull the cord and dip out of teaching at my university now as things feel a little too glitchy in the matrix now and a bit too predatory, since obviously, I'm an instructor and just too old to have any type of feelings for a student.
Edit:
Honestly to add to the confusion I've been having lately, I ended up crying the entire fucking day the following day after they thanked me and said see you around on the last week of class. I'm pretty sure this could be a trauma bond but really I'm not sure (since I understand that having a birthmark on the face since childhood takes a very hardened approach to life).
I still randomly cry thinking about them and that scares the shit out of me.