Ok, I'll add my insanity to the mix. But first, family history.
My grandmother died of cancer 4 days after I was born. Came out of a coma, smiled, and went back to sleep when she was told I'd been born. Fast forward a few years. My younger brother who is autistic, had been having dreams about his grandmother. He knew very small details, and had no way of knowing them. She died before he was born, and he'd only met his grandfather once, when he was 2-3. He was 5 at the time. Could pick her from a photo lineup.
As for me, there've always been events I've been able to predict, I generally account for it as a heightened sense of intuition, or being able to pickup on a lot of things subconsciously and piece them together. It makes sense, logically. Some of the strangest events though - I was at a wedding reception and a woman who'd just gotten married a few weeks before came up and gave me a hug, and walked away. I instantly knew she was pregnant. I told my friend, who said "not a chance, they want to wait a few years." Sure enough, a month later, they admitted it, she'd been pregnant about 2 months, and conceived a week or two before the wedding.
At work, one Sunday. We had a staff meeting early in the morning. Out of nowhere, I blurted out that a former co-worker we hadn't seen in a year would show up. Sure enough, at closing, guy shows up to say hi. Everyones jaw dropped. I laughed. No idea how I got that one.
After a really bad breakup, when I was most actively dreaming heavily and on paxil, generally pre-lucid, and sometimes fully lucid, I kept running into my ex in the dreams. Each night, I would talk to her and learn a little more about what went wrong. I ended up finding out that she wasn't with the guy she'd been cheating on me with, but someone else she worked with. I remember her having a shocked look on her face each night as we talked and I asked the right questions. I also remember there being a little boy running around. Fast forward a couple of months, I get an email from a mutual friend I hadn't talked to since the breakup. Guess who's getting married to someone from work, and 8 months pregnant, with a boy?
I can't really explain those events with subconscious extraplation. There are others, but they're relatively mild and I just take them for granted now, especially now that I'm off the SSRIs. Am I crazy? Probably!