Something In My Home

I went home for vacation two months ago to visit family and see friends, but something weird started happening to me when I had returned home from my trip, I started feeling angry all the time and have had much rage come inside of me, which I know was not mine. I am an empath so I know the difference between mine and someone else's for at first I had thought I was feeling someone else's emotions, but I realized that no one around me was feeling such anger hatred and rage. I started feeling it more and more, my husband even started noticing the change in me. I had been noticing that there was something or someone that would stand next to my bed starring at me intently and I realized it through a dream. The next day when my husband came home from work he had asked me if I had felt anyone in the room last night with us, I told him no I was fast asleep, but I did have a dream of someone right next to me just staring at me. He then began to tell me that in the middle of the night he was being woke up by someone or something just starring at us, then it started tapping on the bed in between us. I told him I had felt nothing except for the rage, anger and, hatred. I started noticing it getting worse for me like something was trying to make me feel like they felt. I then had came up with a mark on my chest my husband said it had looked like someone had poked me hard or held there finger down on my chest applying pressure. To be honest it feels like I am being psychically attacked. I had then been reminded by my husband that I had went to a funeral while I was back home for my uncle and was in a cemetery, I know that energies could attach themselves to me or just want to follow me so that could be a possibility of what is going on with me, but what I don't understand is why would something want to make me feel so much rage that I couldn't even stand to be around myself? My husband and I had did a cleansing on the house and I feel a lot of these feelings are starting to fade as we were doing the cleansing to our home. If anyone could help me try to make any sense of what happened to me, I would love some kind of advice. I know though that it did not seem human or was ever human before.