#shiftingexperience

About the context I don't remember much. I was a kid, I don't even know if I was 11, I might have been 10 or 12. I guess I went to sleep normally, as I always did. and as it sometimes happens, I woke up in the middle of the night.

since there´s nothing unusual to that, I tried to roll over and continue to sleep, but for some reason I felt like I didn't have enough space in my bed to do so, my legs were nearly hanging off. for context I had a double bed so i should have plenty of space. I tried to get comfortable but I couldn't so I figured I must be on the edge of the bed, maybe I moved a lot in my sleep or something. but still, while in the dark, I couldn't figure out how I could be laying down to feel so uncomfortable when my bed is that big.

since I was confused about my own position in my bed I decided to turn on the light.

back then I used to have one of those ikea´s children´s lights that hang on the wall, and since my bed was by the wall, I stretched myself out to grab the light switch and turn it on. except I couldn't reach it, because for some reason I was far away from the wall. and so I thought: how strange, im on the edge of the bed how even am I positioned so that I physically can't reach the switch. for reference this is how my bed was.

keep in mind I was still in the dark. it took some more effort to find the light switch in the dark, but in the end I found it and turned the light on.

and I hadn't been more confused in my life. this is what I saw.

my bed was half its size ???. I stared at it in utter disbelief. I was sitting up straight in the middle of my oddly shaped bed as I stared at my bed and the space between the bed and the bed. I thought: what the fuck. why is there a space. that space doesn´t exist. but it wasn't as if my bed had been cut in half during my sleep (lol), it looked as if it had always been like that. my room was exactly the same except my bed what half its size, a meter away from the wall and instead of a headboard and a footboard, there were two footboards ??. I didn't understand anything.

after processing what I had in front of me I thought: I must be hallucinating because im really tired or something. spoiler: I was not. either way, I intuitively started reality checking.

First I pinched my leg. it hurt. I pinched it harder. it hurt even more. I pinched my cheeks. they hurt. that's how I verified I was in fact awake. though I already knew that because I was clearly awake and my thoughts were rational and completely lucid but still I thought I would check just in case.

then I knew I was awake so, still in denial of reality I thought: then it must be that I am seeing wrong (💀).

2. I then rubbed my eyes just like cartoon characters do when they can't believe their eyes. I opened them and unsurprisingly my bed was exactly the same. I rubbed my eyes harder. I recall thinking: this is not gonna be good for my eyelashes. but I coudnt care less, still what I had in front of me remained the same.

this is when I started panicking a bit. how could this happen. it is impossible I thought. it literally made no sense.

3. so I started touching everything I had near me. I touched my legs, my bedsheets, I grabbed them. I could physically feel them. I was awake and they were real. all of this was, again, some form reality check I did in the middle of my little panicky state. then I decided to touch the footboard that was the same as the one in my actual room (CR). I remember focusing on the texture of the wood, and thinking: this is real. I can feel it, every detail, I´m awake. but that certainty didn't help me because I was starting to feel scared.

then I decided to touch the other identical footboard, the one near the wall. the one which doesn't exist in my CR. the one which in my mind, shouldn´t exist. I touched it, and just like the other one, it was completely real. I was getting more scared by the second. I didn't understand a thing.

lastly, as my "last resort", my last reality check in my disbelief, I thought to myself: I am gonna pass my hand through the gap between my bed and the wall. since that gap doesn't exist, I will feel the bed that SHOULD be there but I am not seeing, and that will mean I am simply hallucinating or having visions or whatever.

and so, slowly and in the most suspenseful and dramatic way possible (I swear to you, now looking back at how dramatically I handed the situation I always crack up, why was I like that) I put my hand in the gap. and guess what.

there was nothing.

no invisible bed.

no nothing.

just the gap between my weird bed and the wall 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

what was I expecting tbh. and so I officially freaked out. I put my hand in and out the gap consecutively in utter disbelief. and what did I do next? I started crying. I was a child after all.

then I "woke up" crying in MY ACTUAL ROOM, WITH MY BIG BED, IN THE DARK and my mom came to ask me what's wrong and all that. I briefly told her and she obviously told me it was a dream. as I had checked a thousand times, it clearly wasn´t a dream. I was awake.

I chose not to argue with her and soon fell asleep again, still confused.

at the time I had no idea what had happened and I sort of forgot about it completely. that was until a while after I started researching this thing I later found on tiktok in like 2021, they called it reality shifting. and from the moment I got that memory back (thanks to associating it with shifting), I knew that was a shift. a full-on shift.

this experience (and a few others I had afterwards) is the only and irrevocable reason that I know for a fact —and have always known ever since I learnt about it— that shifting is a real thing.

you can become conscious of other realities and they are and feel EXACTLY as real as this one. they are literally the same. in fact, thank goodness I shifted to an alternate version of my room bc if not I would have genuinely thought I was being kidnapped.