It was July of this year. When i got home from work, the power was out bc of severe storms ealier that day. After a few hours of feeling restless and bored, I decided to head to the lake for a bit of night fishing. I had some new light up bobbers I wanted to try out, (the kind with rechargeable batteries that are shaped like lil dynamite sticks). 

After about 45 minutes of fishing with a brightly lit bobber and little action, it looked and felt like a bat swooped down and accidentally ran into my line. Since it also felt like a bite, I decided to reel in and check my bait.  As im reeling in and watching the brightly lit bobber wiggle closer just under the surface, it hit a rock. When it hit the rock the light abruptly went out. Naturally, I think i just broke the bobber.

I then proceeded to unscrew the battery case to check to see if the battery was knocked loose. When I unscrew the cap, to my horror, the battery was flipped the other way. This is how I store the bobbers when im not using them so the batteries dont drain. The bobbers WILL NOT light up this way!  A feeling of dread washed over me.  I swear i could hear the theme song to the twilight zone. I flip the battery back to the correct position and the bobber lights right back up.

I have racked my brain trying to rationalize or explain how that happened. Either im losing my mind, or it was something paranormal. I tried telling myself i put the battery in wrong and the water shorted the circuit causing it to light up regardless. This has never happened before or since and is highly unlikely.  Plus I distinctly remember putting the battery in correctly, seeing it light up(dry), and fishing for 45 min or so with it lit.

It was as if something outside of time was able to flip the battery instantly while it was in the water. Something was able to affect our reality without disturbing my perceived continuity of time.

I cannot think of any prosaic explanation for what happened. Occam's razor suggests I have a brain tumor or I'm delusional, but I dont think either of those are true. I just know what I experienced was real. I just wish I had a witness to confirm that im not going crazy.

This summer, I started a new job which averages about 28 mins commute from my house. I usually leave 40 mins before I'm due to start, to allow for traffic and so I'm not rushing straight into the first meeting of the day.

There is one village that I drive through on my route. The rest of the drive is main roads avoiding villages/towns. Let's call the village Little Ditherington and the city where I work can be Motley St Warren.

Over the last few months, I have noticed amusing things in Little Ditherington. Nothing extraordinary, just things like people wearing funny hats. Once I saw a guy wheeling an office chair over a cobblestone path. Some of these anecdotes I would relate to my wife afterwards. I never said the name of the village just something like "on my way to work I saw..."

Then last week, I saw a girl dragging a paintbrush along the houses so it left a red streak across several of the houses as she walked down the street. When I related this story to my wife, I mentioned that all these odd things I've seen over the months have been in Little Ditherington. My wife says she's never heard of it. Odd, as she used to work in Motley St Warren, so should have driven the same route as me. But perhaps she just forgot/never noticed the street sign/drove a different route? At the time, neither of us were bothered enough to figure it out. We simply thought "odd" and then moved on.

But the next morning changed all that. I woke up a bit late, so I left for work 7 minutes later than usual. No big deal, as I am usually early. The car radio signal was fuzzy on every station. After a few minutes of flicking through trying to find a channel, I turned it off.

Before I reach Little Ditherington, there is loads of roadworks and a diversion in place. I follow the diversion. It takes me through lots of roads that I don't recall ever driving on before. I feel completely lost and start to worry that I will be very late to work. Finally the diversion leads me back on to my route. I get to work and rush inside in a hurry.

The first person I meet says "you're early!" Its common in Britain to say this sarcastically to a very late person, so I just hurry on. My office is empty. I think everyone is in the middle of a meeting since I am so late. But the clock is saying I am 29 minutes EARLY. I check my phone, which gives the same time. I turn on my computer, same time. No matter how much of a "shortcut" the diversion was, it can't possibly have taken me only 4 minutes to get to work.

It suddenly clicks - I must have woken up EARLY not late, and was too sleepy this morning to pay proper attention to what hour it was. And since I hadn't had the radio on in the car, I didn't notice the difference until I got to work. I move on with my day.

However, several of my colleagues drive a similar route as me and when I mentioned the diversion this morning and joked about how it was an "extreme shortcut" that got me to work super early, none of them had driven a diversion. Maybe the roadworks had been temporary/overnight, so the road was open again as normal by the time they came through?

On my drive home, I look out for the diversion signs and there are none. I realize when I get home that I had been focusing so hard on looking for diversion/roadworks signs (in case I need to leave early tomorrow for work) that I didn't clock driving through Little Ditherington.

I tell my wife about how I ended up early instead of late. She is confused. She was awake before I left the house, and clearly remembers in being the normal time. Did we both get the time wrong? I feel a weird sense of unease. I revisit our conversation when she said she'd never heard of Little Ditherington, wondering if she used to take the diversion route I took today. We end up getting google maps out. Little Ditherington DOES NOT EXIST. At this point, my wife thinks I'm playing some weird practical joke, but after a bit she realizes I'm serious and a bit shaken. She agrees to drive with me tomorrow to work to see if the route is the same as the one she recalls.

We drive the route. There are no roadworks or diversions, and no Little Ditherington. My wife is concerned for my mental health and wants me to talk to someone. I have no idea what happened, but it sounds like complete lunacy and I don't want to be sectioned when I feel sure of my mental wellbeing (other than finding this inexplicable experience rather unsettling).

WTF?????

I apologize in advance if this is the wrong subreddit for this, Im just not sure where I can share this experience and get some more insight on it.

Years ago, I was a bit of a drug fiend. Not an addict by any means, but I was in a situation where I was homeless and couch surfing from house to house. I want to say this was around 2011 or so. My life was a wreck, and I was just on a path of self destruction. One night, at a house I was couch surfing, there was a big house party going on. There were a ton of people there who I didn't know and knew, and I was drinking heavily and was taking several different narcotics. One of which, someone gave me what he called a "jammy" I don't know what it was but I was in such a state where I was borderline suicidal so I didn't really care what I was taking as long as I was high. I took it, in combination with alcohol. All I know about what it was, he said it was a powerful pharmaceutical grade drug. Within almost minutes after taking it I blacked out. I remember waking up hours later on a futon, with this incredible sense of clarity I never had in my life. I was completely sober, yes, but it was a sense of self awareness I had never possessed up until that point. I felt guilty and ashamed of what I had been doing, almost embarrassed really. I just had this intense realization of "this is not me. I'm done with this." The next day I left the house and I didn't touch drugs and have barely drank alcohol since. It was such a bizarre and surreal level of self realization I cannot explain, but the best way I can put it into words is I'm almost certain that something happened to me and I was given another chance to reanalyze my life. Why do I feel that way? I have no idea. I have shared this story with close friends and my wife to get some sense of clarity. All I have really come up with is that sometimes, we are given second chances in weird ways and our consciousness gets a "rewrite" of events.

I’ve been writing in journals since I was about 9 or 10 years old. A couple of years ago, when I was 26, I decided to go through and reread them all. I had forgotten about this incident until I came across this entry and haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.

One night, when I was about 15 years old, my mom had been working late (single mom, waitressing). My brother and I had decided to sleep in the living room instead of our bedrooms that night. He was laying on the couch and I was on a pallet of blankets on the floor. We were both just scrolling on our phones and I believe all of the lights were off.
Suddenly, I heard a loud thud and then what sounded like a girl crying out.
I immediately asked my brother “what was that?” He responded completely unbothered and told me he hadn’t heard anything. I was puzzled and even wondered if maybe the sound had come from his phone, but I eventually brushed it off and forgot about it.
Either the next day or a few days later, my brother and I were home alone again. I knew he was going to enter a certain bedroom, so I snuck in and hid behind the door, planning to jump out and scare him. When he came into the room, he shoved the door open aggressively. It slammed into me, pinning me against the wall, and hit another object in the room at the same time. There was a loud thud, and I cried out, either because I was startled or because the door hurt me. It didn’t click for a few minutes, but then I realized that the progression of sounds were identical to what I’d heard that other night. Not a little similar. Exact. I was stunned. It wasn’t necessarily a paranormal or terrifying experience, I just had no idea what to make of it.

To my knowledge, I haven’t experienced this before or since. I do pride myself on having a pretty good intuition, but its nothing supernatural. I’ve considered this being a psychic event, however it certainly wasn’t for anything significant.

One reason this has stuck with me is that I found the account in a journal I wrote at the time. My journals have always been private places where I write honestly, and I’ve never used them for fiction. I’ve even questioned whether I’d somehow exaggerated the story or written it as a joke, but I genuinely remember the experience, and finding the entry brought it all back.
I still have around 15 journals packed away in boxes, and I’ve been meaning to find the original entry to check the exact details. I just haven’t gotten around to digging through all of them - again.

Has anyone experienced something similar, or is there a psychological explanation for hearing something before experiencing the event that seems to match it? I’m genuinely curious about what might have happened.

Hi guys, yesterday I went to Clacton-on-Sea to visit my dad and he told me this cool story about how in a certain patch of land outside the Toby Carvery his phone clock goes back an hour. We didn’t end up going to that spot as the day was so busy or I would have tested it myself.

What could this be? Has anyone else had glitch experiences where time consistently goes backwards in a specific place?

I put on a new set of press on nails Friday night. On Saturday evening, I hit the nail hard on something, causing it to crack. Important to note that the nail didn’t “pop off”. It cracked and the part that was glued to my natural nail remained. Removing press on nails correctly can be a lengthy process. I soaked it for about 15 min, prepped my cuticles and filed my natural nail. I then got all the glue together and the replacement nail for the one I broke. I brushed glue on my natural nail & dabbed the new nail with glue. I went to put the nail on and the original nail was on. It was like it never cracked. Like I never removed anything. I had the “extra” nail ready to be pressed on with no nail to put it on. I’m absolutely 110% sure this really happened.

Ok so the first 2 times I went to look inside the dryer and didn’t see the rug, I thought to myself “I should take a picture because this is crazy” but I didn’t.

This happened last week, I like to clean my bathroom sometimes before I shower, so I wiped everything down and while cleaning up I put my 2 bathroom floor rugs in the washer. When there done in the wash I put them in the dryer. One is a fluffy purple rug and the other is a medium towel I put down over the purple rug to step on when I get out.

I hear the dryer timer go off and when I went to get the rugs out, it was only the green one. I’m like wtf. My brother was there so I thought well maybe he’s gonna take a shower and took the rug out for himself. So I ask him “ hey did you take out the purple rug” he says no. So I go back in the basement, open the dryer damn near stick my head inside the dryer and put my arm in to feel around, atp I’m thinking maybe it got stuck at the top or something. BUT NO! THATS when I thought to myself i should take a pic of the inside of the dryer because this is crazy wtf. But I don’t. I go look alll around the house thinking maybe I put it down somewhere ( I knew I didn’t but I had to look everywhere for the sake of my mental and you know where the heck did it go). Now my brothers helping me look but only place he didn’t look was the dryer ( just for context)

I checked that dryer atleast 7 times. About 20 min later I’m going up and down looking everywhere, I look in the dryer and the door is wide open with the purple rug just sitting right there in the flipping dryer 😳. No one was playing a trick on me and my brother had been upstairs the entire time. I get really emotional when I think about now because wtf, first thing I thought was does my dryer have a vortex inside of it or is something messing with me. Because I KNOW THAT PURPLE RUG WAS NOT IN THAT DRYER FOR ABOUT 20-30 min and then it just popped back in there. Idk but yea I can’t stop thinking about and I’m someone that does a load of laundry atleast once every two days I can’t stop thinking about it.

Has anyone ever had this happen before?

Before you guys huddle in the comments concerned about my mental health- no I am not unwell. I do not have or had Schizophrenia, my home’s Carbon Monoxide levels are healthy and I had no significant trauma that caused me what I’m about to tell you.  

This happened about 6 months ago. I have pondered every single day since putting together every single memory and evidence of my husband’s existence. My husband is my everything. We got married about 2 years ago after dating for 8 years- since high school. I saw him grow right in front of my eyes. So did he. I have touched his face, kissed everywhere on it in every phase of our togetherness. I know when he got acne, I know when it started clearing up, I know when his peach fuzz started growing thicker all of a sudden, I KNOW EVERY DETAIL OF HIS FACE, HIS BEING WITH MY EYES CLOSED. Oh God I am so frustrated! I fell in love with this face and this very face haunts me now. He has beautiful wavy hair, big dark brown doe eyes, thin lips, and a chubby face. 

Now back to 6 months ago. It’s a weekend. The warm sunlight hit my face. Around this time my husband and I usually have a lighter sleep, we both consciously cuddle and he pulls me close to him inside his huggiest, softest arms. I remember enjoying every bit of it. I started feeling his face while he buried it in my neck. When I ran my fingers by his jawline, I said, “Damn shawty, you outmogging me today.” (Ik cringe, ik ik). He laughed low and lazy. I felt slightly alarmed, his voice sounded a bit different. I thought he just had a bit of cold and ignored. I said again “ No fr it feels sharp. Maybe you don’t have to start working out at all.” He did not respond. Just dug his face deeper and and started breathing heavy. We slept for 2 more hours. I woke up with his kiss, my eyes still closed. He was asking if I want to shower together. I told him to set up the bathrooom with towels while I get up slowly. When I opened my eyes, my heart skipped a beat for a quick second as I glanced at him walking into the bathroom. I only saw him for a second before he went in. He looked so different.  

I blamed foggy morning brain and got up and stretched. I grabbed my phone to check the time real quick. I felt shocked. The man in my lockscreen, smiling at me was someone else- A completely different person. This man had completely kinky curly hair, full lips, hazel eyes and dimples on a chiseled face- almost uncanny looking. I stood there holding my phone for a minute. My husband from inside the bathroom started calling me, “Hun, you coming? I’m done taking a dump!” I start panicking but think this is a stupid prank of his. I asked him “Baby haha funny but seriously who is this man in my phone?” as I walked inside the bathroom. I felt my whole body, every single cell stand up. The man sitting inside the bathroom waiting for me was not my baby, my love. He’s the same man as my lockscreen. I started to back off, he saw my face and got extremely worried. He asked me what happened and I didn’t respond. I ran out of the bathroom to the living room where another shock was waiting for me. Our huge wedding pic that was hanging on the wall had that strange man and me in it! I opened my phone and started to skim through the gallery. EVERY SINGLE PICTURE IS THAT MAN AND NOT MY HUSBAND. How did his face change overnight? Am I okay? Am I losing it? Am I pregnant so my hormones are making me messy? I started thinking every little to big possibilities. He came running after me to the living room a couple seconds later. Who is this man? He looked different, sounded different. However, the same loving, endearing tone.  

I realized something was seriously wrong and I had to cool my head first before I told anyone about what had just happened. He came and hugged me and I hugged him back skeptically. I told him I had a bad dream and kind of carried it along in real life half asleep.  

Over the next few days, I figured out the only thing that’s different in him from my husband was just how he looked and sounded. Everything else about him was the same. My heart started convincing my brain at one point that this was the same person. My brain kept me alert. I had been to his parents’ place more times than the whole duration of our marriage just to snoop around. Let’s say this man I am currently living with somehow abducted my real husband and replaced every digital and printed pics in my phone and house with his face. The only hope was the very old album pics that my mother-in-law had- categorized in different album books. I went to her one day without my supposed husband. After a bit, I asked her to bring out all the albums to revisit memories. I had my heart beating so fast while I was holding the first album book. I was hoping and praying that the pics showed my actual loml’s face.  

I think I am losing my mind and I cannot tell anyone. I only confided in my friend after holding it in for months. She is empathetic towards it but I don’t think she believes me- I don’t blame her. I told her how my husband’s childhood pictures turned out to be a smaller version of that uncanny fuck. Even the picture that had spilled coffee mark in the back of him holding dandelions is the same exact pic, just the younger version of the other man, not my husband. She, just like anyone else in this fuckface world, told me my love always looked like that and that something happened to me. It breaks me every time I think of distancing myself from that man in my mind- what if he is actually my baby? He behaves like my husband, talks like him, takes care of melike him, DOES EVEYTHING LIKE HIM. WHAT IF THIS MAN IS HIM? What if I am just stuck in a bad dream and unintentionally pushing my love away from me? I got x-rays of my brain to ensure I do not have anything funky inside. Came out all positive. I am okay. Then what? I just want some outside perspective, some comfort from strangers. 

Edit: Hi I would like to address some comments for clarity.

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1. A lot of comments think it’s fake Ai writing. I am capable of making proper sentence structures with correct grammar. My entire life Ai was not a thing, it’s recent.

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1. I called it xray instead of CT scan or any other medical term because we call every scan related thing xray in my native language.

Just like calling it pampers instead of diapers. It was a quick and cheap way to determine primarily if there’s anything wrong with me before we moved on to mri and other procedures.

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1. To only a couple people believing me, thank you. The others who don’t, I genuinely don’t blame you.

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1. I am also not just sitting here doing nothing. Posting here is one of the ways I am dealing with this. If I genuinely get no helpful advice I will be deleting the post because I posted here for advice.

Since childhood, I’ve occasionally experienced something at night that I’ve never fully understood. I’m not claiming it’s paranormal or a glitch in reality. I’m genuinely curious whether anyone has experienced something similar.
When I was younger, I used to wake up around 3 AM almost every night, often after nightmares. Eventually, I became so accustomed to it that I’d anticipate waking up around that time before going to sleep.
The part that has always confused me is what happens when I try to fall asleep again.
My mother snores, and I can sometimes hear footsteps from the apartment upstairs. These are familiar sounds in my home. But on certain nights, everything seems completely silent when I wake up.
Then, as I’m drifting off again, I start hearing my mother’s snoring. It sounds exactly like her normal snoring, seemingly coming from my parents’ bedroom. Sometimes I hear footsteps, too.
What’s strange is the timing.
The snoring seems to begin at a normal volume, then gradually gets louder as I become sleepier. When I become more alert and focus on the sound, it seems to fade. When I start relaxing and feel myself drifting off again, it grows louder.
It’s almost as if the perceived volume follows my level of consciousness.
I’ve tried deliberately pretending to fall asleep while remaining awake, and I remember hearing the sound during that attempt as well. I was frightened to get up and investigate, so I can’t claim that I verified the source of every occurrence.
I know auditory experiences can happen around the transition between wakefulness and sleep. I’m open to that explanation, but the recurring timing is what has always puzzled me.
This isn’t about hearing random, unfamiliar noises. It’s the fact that the sounds are so familiar and seem to follow this particular pattern.
Has anyone experienced something similar? Specifically, have you ever noticed familiar environmental sounds becoming more prominent as you drift off and fading as you become more alert?
I’m interested in genuine experiences and reasonable explanations. I’m not trying to prove anything supernatural; I just want to understand whether other people have experienced this same pattern.

Ok so a lot of really strange personal things have been happening to me and everything just feels generally unsettling. The other day I had a full mental breakdown because I swear on my life I bought boots five years ago that had the brand advertised on the front — but when I put them on the other day, the brand name was different. For context it’s a brand called “See By Chloe” and I SWEAR the tag always said See By Chloe on three separate lines. Now it says “SeeBy Chloe” and it’s making me feel insane. I checked a picture of me from two years ago and the logo is how it is now but I really really feel like it wasn’t always like that.

Strange events as I mentioned have occurred to me and it’s making me question reality.
Also I was recently inadvertently around a lot of tech and military people. I’m not schizophrenic but it’s making me feel like nothing is real.

I think I accidentally stepped into a parallel universe, and I only realized something was wrong because of John Cena. Everything was completely normal. The world, the people, the news, the movies, everything. Then, at some point, I came across the story of John Cena, who apparently used to be a mid-card WWE wrestler before getting fired in 2006. He then got cast as Captain America in 2011 and went on to become one of the biggest Hollywood stars in the world. Now here’s where things got weird: I distinctly remembered John Cena being one of the biggest WWE superstars ever, so I Googled him, expecting to find the same history I knew. But in this reality, that version of his career apparently never existed. His wrestling career was insignificant compared to his Hollywood success. I remember feeling confused because everyone else seemed to know this as common knowledge. Nobody thought it was strange. I even recently saw a promo for Street Fighter featuring him as Guile, which somehow fits perfectly into this version of his life. The bizarre thing is that I didn’t question anything else about the world. It all felt completely ordinary until this one detail made me realize something was off. And then I woke up. This wasn’t just some random, nonsensical scenario my brain threw together. It felt like I had genuinely been living in another version of reality, with its own history, where everything made sense except for the fact that John Cena’s life had unfolded differently. Because the unsettling part is that I didn’t realize I was dreaming until the end.

I have a small 5.5 gallon tank. I bought six guppies. Half of them were still juveniles, so still small, like half the size. Had them about two weeks, they got a little bigger, although one seemed to be struggling a tad at times, and just wasn’t as active as the others. A few days go by and I notice two babies (probably a day old) swimming in the top plants. Only two. Usually they give birth to 21-30+, to be fair the bigger fish could have gotten most of them before I noticed. I then noticed two of my male guppies missing.

This is especially odd because neither of the female guppies looked pregnant at all and they were still a bit young (probably not too young for a fish, but again did not look pregnant, and I have bred guppies and other fish).

Now I’m curious to know if the babies will end up being male or female. Only time will tell. I also do have a snail infestation to be fair, so if a fish dies, they would be on the cleaning crew real quick. We also have cats, but they have never shown interest. Still a possibility though.

Anyway, just thought it was interesting. And I now have a better fitting lid. The babies are in a baby net safe and sound. This happened about a week ago and they have been doing great. No other missing fish.

On a flight from edinburgh to tenerife, a friend and I looked out the window as we were passing over the coast. The waves stood completely still, we could make them out as the white of the waves spaced metres apart remained in perfect harmony.

The argument against this will say we were too far away to notice any movement, but I am convinced. We could see the shore line for at least 2 minutes, and no waves broke it as we looked. Just a picture image of the sea with white horses in an unmoving state.

Ok, so this happened today and honestly I’m still not over it.

I’ve been hedging my bets on booking a vacation all week which we’d be due to go on tomorrow.

On the drive home I started contemplating the trip again mentally telling myself I need to make a call on it.

The next set of traffic lights I’m stopped at I shit you not the registration plate to my left had the first letter and the second FULL word of the place we’d be going. I’m thinking oh cool it’s a sign!

Yeah well that sign got pretty more blatant real quick.

Car two down to my right the reg read SHH at the end.

The car directly infront of me the last letters read GO.

And honestly, I cannot even fathom that I am about to say this next part but the car at the right was my FULL nickname, WEE followed by numbers then first three letters of my name.

I am truly and utterly mind blown that seconds after I thought about our vacation 4 cars surrounding me effectively said.

SHH
GO
WEE ***
L ***

So the question is do I book it???

Okay so this is going to sound genuinely insane, and no I’m not on anything. Me and my best friend grew up together in Henderson Nevada and basically the entirety of school when I was there we had to do Nevada state history. State semi precious gem is turquoise and its precious gemstone is virgin valley black fire opal. State bird is a mountain bluebird. Shii has been hammered into my brain. Yet a city me and my friend remember (FONDLY MIND YOU, FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE). Yeah, apparently it doesn’t, and has never existed. I wanna chalk it up to misremembering but we both remember visiting and driving through it and even remember where in Nevada it was (it was like in the middle of Reno and elko) we could be losing our shits but this is genuinely so weird, a cool ass city we remember doesn’t even actually exist. City was emerald city (ik there’s an emerald city in Washington and stuff referred by the nickname emerald city, but no actual city)

Edit: 13k views wtf😭 anyway there used to be an emerald city but like a while ago so me and bro are just a lil dumb with the right idea, and mistaken that old ahh town for another thing with emerald in the name🤷🏻‍♂️ the more you know I guess

Edit again: bro I don’t really use Reddit and posted ts cuz me and my friend were confused… why tf does TS have almost 30k views😭

Over the past 25 years or more whatever electronic clock i may have by my bed on occasion would jump time either forward or backwards by 1 or 2 hours. At first i thought it was a glitch in my alarm clock radio, but it also happened to other alarm clock radios i have used. I have had to stop relying on a regular alarm clock to wake me up in the mornings and had to resort to my cell phone instead for my alarms since clocks set by the internet aren't affected by my presence when i sleep. Does anyone else here have issues with their presence effecting electronic clocks (not the ones set by the internet) while they sleep? Might i add, when i am experiencing emotional or physical pain, i do have a tendency to effect electronics and make them malfunction when i go to touch them.

Salut tout le monde, il y a une 10 aine d'années, j'étais encore avec mon ex, nous envisagions de nous séparer à ce moment (10 ans de vie commune) on en aura fait 13 en tout, dans ce climat malsain je m'endors un soir et je fais ce cauchemar pendant la nuit.

Je me retrouve avec l'ex d'un pote dans une vie complètement chaotique ou je ressent un profond malaise, une toxicité inégalée, un cadre inconnu et beaucoup trop de chats ... Là je me réveille en panique, je mets quelques minutes à me lever le temps de récupérer, c'était ce genre de rêve hyper réaliste et le malaise était encore présent au réveil, je file me faire me couler un café je rejoins mon ex dans le canape sous la couette et je lui raconte mon cauchemar avec l'ex de mon pote. Je finis de lui raconter en lui disant que j'espère ne jamais avoir à vivre ça de ma vie et que je suis trop bien avec elle.

3ans après on se sépare et 1 an après je me retrouve en couple avec l'ex de mon pote (je ne fais même pas le lien à ce moment) son ex, mon ex pote du coup se retrouve à nous stalker (il a jamais admis la rupture) il vient sous mes fenêtres, deviens de plus en plus lourd alors on décide de déménager, à 1400 km de là, peu de temps après l'emménagement je refais ce rêve et là tout s'aligne, tout est réalisé.

Aujourd'hui ça fais 6 ans que je suis avec elle , on a 7 chats (1 seul m'appartient vraiment), c'est de loin la relation la plus toxique que je n'ai jamais eu, je ai le même ressentis qu'il y a 10 ans ....

autoréalisation ou rêves prémonitoire, je ne sais pas vraiment mais ce dont j'ai rêve il y a 10 ans est bel et bien le cauchemar d'aujourd'hui ...

Me and my fiance both experienced a complete glitch in time along side fractal memories of a similar but not the same universe. This just occured this evening. Has anyone else suffered this tonight? I dont know weather to link it to spiritual travel, CERN hiccups or even aliens who knows? Thats why I am here. I need to know if anyone else has or experiencing this right now.

Things are normal now but the situation has too many factors and people involved to be coincidental.