I went through a period of time in grad school where this feeling was so strong that it was absolutely affecting my ability to sleep. My bed was in the middle of the room. The headboard was facing the wall. One side of the bed had a view of a window and the other side a view of the door. The bed didn’t really fit in a different orientation because the room was an incredibly strange shape.
No matter what, I could not figure out which side to face to stop the very strong sensation of something being there. I kept having to open my eyes to “check” that nothing was there. I would toss and turn and struggle to make the feeling of being watched go away. I would sometimes swear I heard something breathing. Sometimes I would sleep on the floor…dunno why that felt like it would sometimes do something. Maybe I was able to orient my back to a wall or something idk.
Glad that finally went away. I think I was under extreme stress or something. I also had relatively frequent bouts of sleep paralysis. But I cannot tell you how terrifyingly strong that feeling of demons coming to get me was, even though my rational mind knew there was nothing there.
I had a fear of the dark as a child though, even as an older child. Some nights I would go sleep on my younger brother’s floor because I would get scared. So I had always had some issues with this. But this was dialed up to like 11. One time I couldn’t sleep for multiple days during this grad school period.
Been fine since tho lol.
I be sleeping like a goddamn rotisserie chicken let me tell you
Looks like he is the little spoon :3
Oh are you guys my guardian angels?! (°▽°)/
My demented grandma saw people that weren’t there. My mom called them her “guardian angels” because that was better than calling them ghosts.
They helped her do things. Like, normally Grandma needed help getting to the restroom. One morning Mom found evidence she’d used the toilet in her own. Grandma said “oh, the angels helped me”.
Anyways, dementia is weird.
Life is weird. Even for us sloths.
If I ever find out ghosts live in my house, I’m going to bargain them: either pay basic services and half groceries or get exorcised. I live in front of a church, anyway.
pay basic services and half groceries
That doesn’t seem reasonable given they use neither of those…
They don’t have use for a roof and walls either, but here we are
Of course they have a use for that, their spirit is bound to the place that they haunt…come on man, that’s ghost lore 101
There’s an evolutionary reason we and other animals prefer to sleep facing the opening(s) of our rooms (for humans that actually means the top of the head is not same side as door).
That said, somehow bets are off as to which side we face once laying down; I prefer to face the wall I think because enclosed spaces make me feel safer, like a cat. Or maybe it reduces stimuli, or something.
Though lately I think my body likes sleeping on my right side since that side has more muscle, even though I’d rather sleep on my left for acid reflux reasons. Both are better reasons than the wall.
Sleeping on the right-hand side is better for the heart though, from what I’ve heard. Less pressure.
Sleep in a quantum superposition of left and right to reap the benefits of both
I prefer sleeping to a wall, for some reason.
Back against the wall, so no monster attack. And eyes wide open to protect from new oncoming monsters from the front👍
Back against the wall, so no monster attack
How do you protect yourself from the monsters in the walls then?
That’s what the blanket is for, duh. And it has to be tucked in under the feet to prevent attacks from below.
Demons can also lure in the walls or beneath the bed. Looking into the room doesn’t help you.
