My experience
I just had THE most terrifying experience with sleep paralysis that I've ever had. A little back story first. I used to work graveyard shifts during early 2018. It ended up messing with my sleep patterns and mental health at the time. I started experiencing a lot of sleep paralysis back then. I realized what it was after the first few times I experienced it, so I was able to deal with it the best that I could.
Another thing to note. I've figured out a way to make myself have lucid dreams with a near 100% success rate. All I have to do is go to sleep for an hour or so, wake myself up for 5-10 minutes, then go back to sleep. It makes me have the craziest lucid dreams. I end up remembering them once I wake up too. It can be pretty awesome at times.
Anyways, I haven't had sleep paralysis since early 2018. Tonight was a normal night like any other. I went to sleep watching YouTube, as I always do. For some reason I woke up a bit into my sleep, but ended up falling back asleep quickly. Of course, it induced some crazy lucid dreams. They were the types of dreams where you could LITERALLY feel pain and emotions.
It wasn't bad at first, I was just having a normal lucid dream I think. But suddenly I had a dream that i was at work and my left ear caught on fire because I was too close to a heater. It felt very real and was really painful.
I don't quite remember my dreams after that, but I do know that they starting spiraling downwards into night terrors. My mind started jumping from terror to terror. Everything felt mixed together. The last dream I remember having was one where I was in my old house that I lived in as a child. For some reason I was running away from a "demon" or something that was trying to harm me. I ended up locking myself in the bathroom. I could hear the demon trying to get inside. When suddenly, I fell limp onto the ground, incable of moving. The "demon" was finally able to open the door, but my lifeless body was blocking it from opening. It was at that moment that I realized that it wasn't a demon. I could hear my mom trying to talk to me from outside the bathroom, telling me I have to get up and move from the door's way. To let her inside. I started panicking, rushed with the feeling that I wasn't safe. I was paranoid that it wasn't my real mother. That it was a demon disguised as her, trying to make me let my guard down.
It was at this point that I "woke up" from my dream. I didn't actually wake up though, it was one of those "dream inside of a dream" scenarios. I thought that I had woken up for real though. In the dream, it was my mom who woke me up, telling me I was having a nightmare. Still dreaming, I started experiencing EXTREME anxiety, paranoia, and fear. I was telling myself in the back of my mind that I needed to get out, or I was going to die. That somebody was trying to kill me. I realized that I was still dreaming when I saw that I was sleeping in my old house in my old room. I finally broke free from my night terrors and woke up, but I didn't actually wake up and the worst of the terror was yet to come... I was struck with sleep paralysis.
If you dont know what sleep paralysis is, I highly recommend reading about it. It's very intriguing.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis
"Sleep paralysis is when, during awakening or falling asleep, a person is aware but unable to move or speak. During an episode, one may hallucinate (hear, feel, or see things that are not there), which often result in fear. Episodes generally last less than a couple of minutes. It may occur as a single episode or be recurrent."
At this time, I had only partially realized that I was having sleep paralysis. I was still experiencing EXTREME anxiety, paranoia, and absolute terror. The thought that there was somebody in my room trying to kill me was still at the front of my mind. That's when the panic started unleashing. My heart was pounding, andrenaline running throughout my body, unable to move or cry for help. I started hearing whispers, quiet at first, mere mumbles. The mumbles then started forming into words. Words of pure hatred and despair. The whispers were telling me to kill myself. I was trying to move, trying to scream for help. The only thing that was coming out of my mouth were tiny whimpers. I have no clue how long this lasted for, but it felt like an eternity.
I finally broke free from my paralysis, short of breath, heart racing. I was still terrified, thinking that there actually was somebody in my room, so I quickly grabbed my phone and turned on the flashlight. Thankfully, it was all in my head. Nobody was actually trying to kill me.
I can safely say that this was the most terrified I have ever been in my entire life. Nothing comes close to how I felt during this experience.
Another thing to note. I've figured out a way to make myself have lucid dreams with a near 100% success rate. All I have to do is go to sleep for an hour or so, wake myself up for 5-10 minutes, then go back to sleep. It makes me have the craziest lucid dreams. I end up remembering them once I wake up too. It can be pretty awesome at times.
Anyways, I haven't had sleep paralysis since early 2018. Tonight was a normal night like any other. I went to sleep watching YouTube, as I always do. For some reason I woke up a bit into my sleep, but ended up falling back asleep quickly. Of course, it induced some crazy lucid dreams. They were the types of dreams where you could LITERALLY feel pain and emotions.
It wasn't bad at first, I was just having a normal lucid dream I think. But suddenly I had a dream that i was at work and my left ear caught on fire because I was too close to a heater. It felt very real and was really painful.
I don't quite remember my dreams after that, but I do know that they starting spiraling downwards into night terrors. My mind started jumping from terror to terror. Everything felt mixed together. The last dream I remember having was one where I was in my old house that I lived in as a child. For some reason I was running away from a "demon" or something that was trying to harm me. I ended up locking myself in the bathroom. I could hear the demon trying to get inside. When suddenly, I fell limp onto the ground, incable of moving. The "demon" was finally able to open the door, but my lifeless body was blocking it from opening. It was at that moment that I realized that it wasn't a demon. I could hear my mom trying to talk to me from outside the bathroom, telling me I have to get up and move from the door's way. To let her inside. I started panicking, rushed with the feeling that I wasn't safe. I was paranoid that it wasn't my real mother. That it was a demon disguised as her, trying to make me let my guard down.
It was at this point that I "woke up" from my dream. I didn't actually wake up though, it was one of those "dream inside of a dream" scenarios. I thought that I had woken up for real though. In the dream, it was my mom who woke me up, telling me I was having a nightmare. Still dreaming, I started experiencing EXTREME anxiety, paranoia, and fear. I was telling myself in the back of my mind that I needed to get out, or I was going to die. That somebody was trying to kill me. I realized that I was still dreaming when I saw that I was sleeping in my old house in my old room. I finally broke free from my night terrors and woke up, but I didn't actually wake up and the worst of the terror was yet to come... I was struck with sleep paralysis.
If you dont know what sleep paralysis is, I highly recommend reading about it. It's very intriguing.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis
"Sleep paralysis is when, during awakening or falling asleep, a person is aware but unable to move or speak. During an episode, one may hallucinate (hear, feel, or see things that are not there), which often result in fear. Episodes generally last less than a couple of minutes. It may occur as a single episode or be recurrent."
At this time, I had only partially realized that I was having sleep paralysis. I was still experiencing EXTREME anxiety, paranoia, and absolute terror. The thought that there was somebody in my room trying to kill me was still at the front of my mind. That's when the panic started unleashing. My heart was pounding, andrenaline running throughout my body, unable to move or cry for help. I started hearing whispers, quiet at first, mere mumbles. The mumbles then started forming into words. Words of pure hatred and despair. The whispers were telling me to kill myself. I was trying to move, trying to scream for help. The only thing that was coming out of my mouth were tiny whimpers. I have no clue how long this lasted for, but it felt like an eternity.
I finally broke free from my paralysis, short of breath, heart racing. I was still terrified, thinking that there actually was somebody in my room, so I quickly grabbed my phone and turned on the flashlight. Thankfully, it was all in my head. Nobody was actually trying to kill me.
I can safely say that this was the most terrified I have ever been in my entire life. Nothing comes close to how I felt during this experience.
Has anyone else experienced any sleep paralysis, lucid dreams, or frequent night terrors? I'd love to hear other's stories!
