When we moved into our present home, I just couldn’t sit in one of the bedrooms. There was a horrible, heavy, very oppressive feeling in there, and it made the hair stand up on the back of my neck. It always felt cold in there too, in spite of the fact that we have central heating and if you put your hand on the radiator you could feel the heat from it. I was speaking to a friend about it, telling her that, although I love our home I really did find this one room un-nerving. She suggested that I should “try talking to the room”. I thought she was nuts and told her so lol but she said it was worth a try, and might make me feel better.
So, feeling very silly indeed. I went into the bedroom one afternoon, sat down and stayed quiet for a while. Then I said how much I loved the house, how I was feeling scared in there, how this was a new start for us, that I was a nice person and if I was to have any chance of getting better, of coping, I needed to have a home where I could feel safe. I said that if there was anyone there, if anyone was listening, that I so needed to not feel scared, then I said thank you, got up and left. I swear (and feel free to have a laugh at me but it’s true). The atmosphere in that room completely changed. It’s not cold in there anymore, I can sit in there and sew, read and my BIL sleeps in there when he visits :-) A part of me says it was all in my head, but what if it wasn’t?
hugs honeys xx