When I left for work one day last October, I had no idea that my life would change forever.
The car accident left me with permanent brain damage. But to me it wasn't damaged at all, it had simply been altered. When I came into contact with someone, I instantly knew their secrets.
Knowing everyone's secrets seemed fun at first, but people keep secrets for a reason.
My relationship broke down when I kissed my girlfriend and knew that she had cheated on me while I was in a coma in the hospital – several times.
My work suffered when my boss told me he would be insistent that the company keep me on. His handshake told me he would do the exact opposite.
I hoped that this ability would leave me in time but it only got worse. Soon, I no longer needed to touch someone to know their secrets.
I just need to see them – even it if was only a picture in a magazine.
When the President appeared on television to address the nation about the population crisis and how there simply weren’t enough resources to sustain all of us,
I knew the measures he proposed were lies and I knew what he was actually planning. I tried to warn people but no one took me seriously. And why would they?
My dad always told me 'Look out for number one' and that's what I'm doing now. I've built my new home in the wilderness and this will be where I stay for the foreseeable future.
I'm sure as Hell not going to be in the city when they unleash that plague.