Please talk some sense into me. I’m normally a very rational, non-woo person.
I recently moved into my dream house. I’ve always dreamed of living in a period property and I now live in an absolutely gorgeous medieval farm house. It’s even got a secret passageway!
But dh works away Monday-Friday and I’ve so far spent the evenings sitting in my dc’s bedroom after they fall asleep. The first night I was on my own I lit a fire and snuggled up and watched a film which turned out to be quite scary. Then a branch banged into the window, I complete crapped myself and ran up to dc’s bedroom and didn’t come out until morning.
This week I’ve even felt on edge during the day when I’m in the house. There’s lots of creaks and odd noises and I just can’t relax.
I know there’s no such thing as ghosts. So why am I being such a tit? I can’t possibly tell dh - I spent years convincing him how happy I’d be living in an old house 🤦♀️.
Has anyone else managed to overcome their fear of living in the house they’d always alwanted to live in.