Over a few weeks ago I slept on a bed that goes all the way down to the floor. It involved bars, and metal pieces at the ankles, so everyone was tripping and falling because of it. A few people damn near broke their ankles on that thing so I slept on the floor for a while, and in the meantime my dad looked up some reviews on a good fold out bed. It contains memory foam.
During the first three days of sleeping on my new comfy bed I felt the figure of a man's body underneath me. It literally felt like I was sleeping on top of someone, but something about it felt comforting and nice. There hasn't been any energy senses, up until last night.
I have questions for this spirit, because I have come to assume many things and for all I know all of these assumptions may be wrong. The last time I seen Light his form changed and looked over 18, and since then it's possible he may have gotten barricaded from having contact with either one of us. Now this bed was sent here a few weeks ago, and I don't know if it's a new ghost whose attached to the bed and followed it, or if Light became attached to the bed. There are other serious matters I need to discuss but can't be added to this story.
Last night I definitely felt a lot of energy from someone. He was breathing heavily, like he was collapsing from a panic attack. I heard him somewhere near the AC, but I couldn't see him. He mumbled here and there and only very little words for a few seconds, not loud enough for me to make out. The only word I heard him say in his outburst was "stop" and then I rolled over. I started rocking myself to sleep, and he came back to bed and laid next to me. I have known Light for as long as I can remember, if he came from the yucaipa house I've known him for 12 years, or at least 10. He made me feel wanted when my first love didn't, and still today he's the only love interest I've known over a half a decade. I've never been this close to someone who's physically alive. I wish I was, but young men, boys... Sometimes they're oblivious to know what they're missing out on.
If I am given any advice on getting rid of him again, or that he's in the way as far as my love life goes, I probably won't follow because I've done everything in following the last advice I've gotten from this site regarding Light. I considered letting him go last year, and it kind of happened he just wasn't gone forever because no one banished him, he'll stay even if I date other people, and if this is really the Light I know then he understands I need to live my life without it always being revolved around him. Truth this, I don't know if he's back, the feeling from the memory foam only came around when the bed had just arrived, and I haven't felt anything like it before the arrival.
Ladydarke-
Wasting no time, I was seeking real help here from the start. It was just a bad decision to mention that assumption cause I was more childlike at the time, I'll admit that I should go to the hospital. But I have no insurance, and the people I blamed for it felt bad for everything... And brought home chocolate for me to have...
That and I needed to sleep off my rage, the problem is, that's not what I'm thinking. In the process of writing it I knew I was going to feel like a jerk in the end and I was calling myself an idiot for not waiting, but of course. I said things I shouldn't have said, and chose not to wait. My rage self is like a lion in a cage, I should have just left the phone alone.
I'm never doing that again, and they can never know. It'll crush them, and I would rather avoid hurting my loved ones. The only people who know are everyone here in these comments, and my boyfriend. He knows, he told me to talk to him whether I'm collapsing or not. All I need are distractions, it's just before that, my privileges were taken away, I couldn't talk to anyone, I could only cry.
And these spirits, I can't get them to go cause their too positive, nothing they do bothers me at all. I even told them goodbye, but still I feel them. This felt like a big thing so I told my boyfriend what was going on with these spirits and I expected him to be upset, or at least sad. But no, he's okay with it because they can't get me pregnant. That and I mentioned that I can't love anyone if I don't know them, sigh. The guilt is gone but I seriously feel like a jerk. I wrote a sincere apology letter to manafon, then a more detailed explanation when I was able to reply back. Thanks for trying to help everyone. I'm going to look into figuring out some insurance, and see what I can do from there. Joey told me to ignore what gets me depressed, and since then it's been working. If anything, I'm waiting, and will ignore any further bs before I have the chance to move in with him. I'm going to survive for him, and the rest of my loved ones. Everything you all said helps as far as health issues go, I just... I don't like to hurt anybody, I'm hurting myself the most if it's someone attached to my heart. But I will look for other ways to deal with it, I just want to figure it out without hurting them. Everyone could've lost me, and I truly regret it. 😢
Thank-you everyone. 😊
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