Got my ability... Now what do I do with it?

It's like suddenly having no privacy whatsoever... Ever imagine what you would do if your inner, most darkest, sometimes embarassing thoughts could be seen by anyone? And I mean, anyone?
Well, that's my ability, or rather, my current nightmare.

No, I can't do that to you. Only to myself.

Let me start with the first clue I got that something was wrong... My parents finally found out about the promicin. I told them! But I didn't...
My mom asked me to go with her to a neighborhood thing, and I said I would, but I didn't want to. I never let on that I had no interest in going or said anything about it, but suddenly she *knew*. She started asking me why and we go into a fight, and she said something that made me think of the promicin I took. The way her eyes widened was kindda scary. She knew! She just knew immediately. That's how my mom found out: I thought it, and she heard or saw that I had taken it.

There was a lot of yelling, and "what if's" such as: what if you died!
But after almost two hours or so, we finally stopped arguing, which in a way I guess I can thank my ability for... They could literally feel all of my answers just as I spoke them.

It went slightly further than that the next day. Not the arguing, my ability. I was at work, and I was looking for the little puppy notebook where we write stuff down. My boss came up and asked me what I was looking for, and I told her. "The puppy notebook with the account values."
She pointed at the desk. "It's right there."
I kept looking exactly at where I was looking, exactly where she was pointing. It wasn't there! I told her it wasn't. And she just blinked over and over again like there was something in her eyes and said. "You're right, it's not."

At first I felt like a sort of backwards empath, because people around me seemed to be able to tell what I was feeling... But then they were able to tell what I was thinking... And know it seems that if I focus on something like an image they can *see* it as if it's right there. I don't know what that makes me... I wanna keep investigating, but it's kindda hard without anyone noticing it...

I still haven't gotten any news from my friend Aria, but I hope she's okay. The reports by other promicin-positives that there are people out there looking for us, NTAC for one, has me worried. I hope that even if she hasn't got my contact info with her wherever she is (and I really don't think she's home), she can find me here on the internet.

That's all for now. I will definetly not be going to work tomorrow or any day until I figure out a way for them not to know what I'm thinking every step of the way.