It made me take time to reflect something that I never try to do and if you could even take a glimpse into my life then you would definitely know why I block just about

everything about me from childhood till now. I know everyone has their sad story right? Mine is a story unlike most I’m sure. To not go too deep into my past I will shorten it for

you. My brother and I were took from my mom when we were 18 months old he was 3. I barely remember anything about that day except that some woman walked up to me

and took my hand and said your safe now, little did I know then exactly how safe that actually meant. We were placed in and out of 19 foster homes the next one worst then the last.

Until one day a woman so kind wanted not only me but my brother too. I couldn’t believe it. The state wouldn’t seperate us so we were extremely lucky to have found someone to take

us both or so I thought. Her husband my foster dad was someone that satan would refuse for sure. He beat my brother often and sent him away to boys schools, group homes,

psych centers and I remeber one day asking him why he hated him so much and he replied because your mom wanted a girl and you were the only available one the boy was

just a tag along. It didn’t really break my heart till I turned around to see that the only one that ever really loved me and cared for me and protected me like a big brother was

standing right behind me. My heart fell, he had heard! He ran away that day and was put in boys school till he was 17. I had lost the only person who ever really cared about me.

I cried day and night and my heart ached so bad that I could’ve died. I have blamed myself everyday for asking that question that took my brother from me. When I was 16 I had to

leave because now that he no longer had my brother to beat on he had now turned to me. I had a boyfriend at the time that agreed to pretend I was pregnant so we could get

married so I could get out of that house and so I did. That was just the start of a long line of husbands and problems. I realized I was different when I was very young. I always had people

come to me that were either dead or about to die. I just figured that I was abnormal and that if I said something they would lock me up like my brother. I would always know

things like when someone was going to die or we would go to the grocery store and dead people or spirits would walk up to me and ask me to tell other people in the store

that they were alright. I remember one time we were in a market and this old man who was in spirit form wanted me to go up to this old woman and tell her where the bonds

were. I didn’t know what bonds were but I knew I couldn’t say anything. My mother would always tell me I had a wild imagination and not to say things to people like that or

they would put me in a mental hospital. I was very scared as a child, I never had anyone to tell except my brother. He always believed in me and always told me that as long

as I know its true then that’s all that matters and that got me through alot of bad times. I never told anyone, EVER! I just learned to walk with my head down and never look at them

because if they know you can see them they will run to you and start begging and I couldn’t take that so I just always looked down. So to bring it to present day. I went from one

bad marriage to another. Never knowing who I really was or why I was so different. I grew up in a small city in Indiana named Evansville. There are no metaphysicals shops no psychics

on the corner and no metaphysical churches. I knew my secret had to be safe. But the older I got the more I saw until it was to the point that I could no longer control who came

to me and I could no longer block them so I learned a new way of dealing, I decided to start helping them. I would no longer hide I would look. I would no longer run I would walk. I

would no longer ignore I would listen. I found that it is all they really wanted to begin with. I found a friend Tracy from Colorado online and she helped learn that it is not a curse

or evil but a gift that I was given to help people. That is why I started the radio shows and the website but it was never enough. I could give people the answers to the questions that

they need to be answered but it wasn’t enough deep down. Thats when I met my soul sisters Gayle and Robin. What a blessing! I have grown and learned and for once in my life I have lived!

I learned to be true to myself and to others. I learned that my gift is something to share not to hide. I finally met Jessica an Angel that helps families of missing people and together

we use our talents to help families find missing loved ones for free. My life now has the meaning and love I was looking for my whole life.So after 5 husbands (last one I married twice)

and 6 kids later I learned that life isn’t what you want, its what you make it. So who am I? I am Tee Gregory better known as Psychic Tee and I help people. Sometimes I am sick and so

tired that I have no business trying to do readings back to back until I collaspe and this is what happened to me tonight. I forget sometimes to practice what I preach about how

you cannot help others until you help yourself first. So Thank goodness that I have such wonderful sisters as Gayle and Robin to pull me back up and remind me and for that I am

forever grateful. So what is the point of my story? The point is that even though I have an extraordinary gift that many people rely on for my accuracy and details all in all