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Blueh · 07-17-2014

Ugh, how did I miss this thread? Dreams are my favorite subject to write about. You're not alone, so don't worry.

I had an awful night terror a couple weeks ago. I don't lucid dream anymore, things were just too much to handle, and gotten out of my control (yes, I know how to lucid dream properly). I still know how to do it, but I don't anymore. I only use it to force myself awake in an uncomfortable circumstance. Anyhow, I should add that my unconscious world is like a mock version of this world. Not 'evil', but certainly different. They're the same locations in almost every dream with all the same details.

I woke up in my dream. I wasn't aware that I was still asleep, but everything was just as vivid as they are in reality. My day was regular, much like my real days. Just chilling at home chatting with people, etc. Then I noticed something odd. Something out of place. I couldn't really grasp the concept of it, but it made me realize I was dreaming. People who aren't experienced with lucid dreaming freak out at this point and accidentally wake themselves up. But since I've done it before, it's more like "Oh, I'm dreaming." Nothing special. Suddenly I felt a sharp, PAIN, reer throughout everywhere in my body as I collapsed to the floor. I could hear voices and whispering all over the place. I was going through sleep paralysis and I was aware of this in reality. My eyes were on fire and I could feel everything that was happening. I eventually blacked out and woke up in my bed.

Assuming it was just a dream, I went on with my day as usual. I even told my friends about my dream, as I would normally do. This dream felt more vivid, more clear. I think that's what gave it away. The same thing happened. Just the feeling of losing all control of your body with this awful feeling like someone stuck you in a fryer. Sleep paralysis again. I knew what was going on in the true reality as I was having the episode. I'm not entirely sure how to describe it, but it's like switching the television between two channels. Until eventually, the voices and the boogeymen finally subdued me back into submission.

I woke up again in another dream. I could recall the events of the last two nights. I even remember telling my friends about them. But this felt all too...familiar? Haven't I been here before? It wasn't long before I was aware and was back on the floor with the feeling of my eyes being burnt out again as demons would whisper scary things in your ear both in dream and reality.

I'm not sure how long this went on. Days perhaps. I lost more and more energy as time went on. My eyes were bloodshot. I woke up as if I haven't slept at all. I remember pleading with my parents to take me to see a doctor, a psychiatrist, anything really. I needed help badly. But it was at the hospital where I realized I was dreaming. I didn't even resist this time. I just let it happen. I was depressed.

Everyday was the same. Wake up feeling like ****. Realizing none of it is real. Getting your mind and body manhandled by bodily chemicals and boogeymen. Repeat. It was in that stage of sleep paralysis I eventually broke free. I spoke. I wasn't entirely sure what I was saying, but I found myself saying it in reality. Real life. It startled me that I was speaking, but it broke me out of that vicious cycle. I was awake for real this time. I'm not entirely sure what I was saying to those monsters or whatever as they were putting me under sleep paralysis. It sounded like 'improvement'.

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Blueh The Orator Join Date: Sep 2011 Location: Yes Posts: 3,307	Ugh, how did I miss this thread? Dreams are my favorite subject to write about. You're not alone, so don't worry. I had an awful night terror a couple weeks ago. I don't lucid dream anymore, things were just too much to handle, and gotten out of my control (yes, I know how to lucid dream properly). I still know how to do it, but I don't anymore. I only use it to force myself awake in an uncomfortable circumstance. Anyhow, I should add that my unconscious world is like a mock version of this world. Not 'evil', but certainly different. They're the same locations in almost every dream with all the same details. I woke up in my dream. I wasn't aware that I was still asleep, but everything was just as vivid as they are in reality. My day was regular, much like my real days. Just chilling at home chatting with people, etc. Then I noticed something odd. Something out of place. I couldn't really grasp the concept of it, but it made me realize I was dreaming. People who aren't experienced with lucid dreaming freak out at this point and accidentally wake themselves up. But since I've done it before, it's more like "Oh, I'm dreaming." Nothing special. Suddenly I felt a sharp, PAIN, reer throughout everywhere in my body as I collapsed to the floor. I could hear voices and whispering all over the place. I was going through sleep paralysis and I was aware of this in reality. My eyes were on fire and I could feel everything that was happening. I eventually blacked out and woke up in my bed. Assuming it was just a dream, I went on with my day as usual. I even told my friends about my dream, as I would normally do. This dream felt more vivid, more clear. I think that's what gave it away. The same thing happened. Just the feeling of losing all control of your body with this awful feeling like someone stuck you in a fryer. Sleep paralysis again. I knew what was going on in the true reality as I was having the episode. I'm not entirely sure how to describe it, but it's like switching the television between two channels. Until eventually, the voices and the boogeymen finally subdued me back into submission. I woke up again in another dream. I could recall the events of the last two nights. I even remember telling my friends about them. But this felt all too...familiar? Haven't I been here before? It wasn't long before I was aware and was back on the floor with the feeling of my eyes being burnt out again as demons would whisper scary things in your ear both in dream and reality. I'm not sure how long this went on. Days perhaps. I lost more and more energy as time went on. My eyes were bloodshot. I woke up as if I haven't slept at all. I remember pleading with my parents to take me to see a doctor, a psychiatrist, anything really. I needed help badly. But it was at the hospital where I realized I was dreaming. I didn't even resist this time. I just let it happen. I was depressed. Everyday was the same. Wake up feeling like ***. Realizing none of it is real. Getting your mind and body manhandled by bodily chemicals and boogeymen. Repeat. It was in that stage of sleep paralysis I eventually broke free. I spoke. I wasn't entirely sure what I was saying, but I found myself saying it in reality. Real* life. It startled me that I was speaking, but it broke me out of that vicious cycle. I was awake for real this time. I'm not entirely sure what I was saying to those monsters or whatever as they were putting me under sleep paralysis. It sounded like 'improvement'.