Don’t be silly, OP. I once, at a very low point in my 20s — on crutches after an accident, surgery and a long recovery, unemployed and living temporarily with my parents as I physically couldn’t get into my flat, no clear future — saw a fortune teller, also highly recommended.
I specifically asked her if I was going to study any more, or go abroad, and she said definitely not to both — that part of my life was over. I was going to stay in my home town, marry my boyfriend, open a little business with him, and have two daughters.
That was more than 25 years ago. Within a few months of my ‘fortune’, I’d won a prestigious scholarship for a postgrad degree overseas, moved abroad, did two further degrees, lived in various different countries for more than 20 years and did not return to my home country, worked in a professional role — no business. Only 15 years later did I marry, and have a child — one son.
So basically everything the ‘highly recommended’ fortune teller told me was incorrect, and I’m embarrassed I even felt low enough to pay money for this nonsense.