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I’m Henry the VIII I am!

I haven’t had much sleep at all since my last EMDR session, I either lay awake and let my head batter me all night or I have around 4 hours of broken sleep, sleep that is flooded by memories and nightmares. I have also started sleepwalking and eating.. I haven’t sleptwalked since I was a child.

I haven’t got much of appetite during the day so I think I’m getting hungry in a semi conscious state and going off in search of food. Last night however was the weirdest night yet! I remember waking in the living room around 3am surrounded by food packets and little memory of eating or getting out of bed.

This morning I woke up in my bed full of facts about Henry VIII! never in my life have I been interested in Kings or Queens of England and I certainly didn’t pay attention in school, but this morning I woke up talking about Henry’s mistress Bessie Blount and his illegitimate son Henry Fitzroy!! 😂😂😂 I knew how long he was married to Catherine of Aragon, what she died of, I knew all about Ann Boleyns sister and exactly what Ann was charged with, and a whole other bunch of stuff I even knew stuff about his childhood!! I cannot explain it at all, I didn’t know any of that stuff when I went to bed.

My mind is officially blown! I just need to figure out what the hell I was up to last night and try to get maths stuck into my brain the same painless way! I wonder if it’s an EMDR thing, sleep deprivation or my brain just showing me it’s totally in charge of what I think about?! Either way I am both amazed and amused!


Published by DelilahSpuddy

Well when I first started this blog, I was just using it as an anonymous way to vent. I suffered a horrific year in 2018 starting with witnessing abuse in my work place and ending in an awful assault on me by a so called friend. Now as I start to recover I’m hoping to reach those who unfortunately may find themselves in my situation with nobody to turn to. I managed my PTSD symptoms a good 8 months before I was told I wasn’t going mad and actually there was a name for it. In those 8 months I came up with all sorts of weird and wonderful ways to ground and help myself. Some of the writing in my blog isn’t nice and contains some triggers so please be aware. It’s just what I need to do at the moment. But if you want to... feel free to have a look ❤️ welcome to the madhouse 😂

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