Sleep Paralysis

Yesterday it was Halloween, so I found you a nice horror story. But first a little explanation about sleep paralysis.

The scientific explanation of sleep paralysis is a state when, during waking up or falling asleep, a person is aware but unable to move or speak. During an episode, one may hallucinate, what means that one can hear, feel, or see things that are not there. It can happen to anyone, and it is believed that the condition can be triggered by sleep deprivation, psychological stress, or abnormal sleep cycles.

Of course science doesn’t accept a large part of reality, that is, the spiritual dimensions.

In the past it was believed that sleep paralysis was caused by an incubus or its female form the succubus. Basically it is some type of demon form, or a spirit entity of any kind that forcibly oppresses its victim and induces extreme fear to suck the life energy out of him. It is a quite frightful experience. It can be a one time experience, but the spirit can also come back at a later time.

So here is the story I found on Reddit. It is a quite interesting story because this one is the result of a malevolent spirit haunting the person, resulting in phenomena usually associated with poltergeist. This is not always the case when people have a (usually one time) sleep paralysis caused by a spirit. However, the visual and auditory experiences are quite common in all types of sleep paralysis. This story also shows how these malevolent spirits act to scare their target as much as possible. Also, know that when he talks about walking around in his flat to reach a light switch, that this happens in the astral world, while he is out-of-the-body.

Today, I would like to tell you about how my sleep paralysis turned into a haunting and how I got rid of it.

Please excuse my poor English, I’m not a native speaker.

All of this happened 4 years ago.

It started with me waking up in the middle of the night, hearing footsteps in my flat, but being unable to move. Sometimes I would wake up because it was so noisy, it sounded as if furniture was moved or things got crashed. It was terrible and I lived in fear, but it all got worse. Then I started waking up and hearing and seeing things. Doors would open and close, scarfs were being removed from my mirror and so on. I was convinced that it was real, because I would see what was actually there (my cat coming into the bed and walking around and so on) but I would also see the spooky things, so I thought all of it was real. Then it became evil. I would wake up and feel the presence of something really evil. It felt like a demon. Not saying it was one, but it felt like it. And the demon would watch me. And when this happened, somehow I knew that I had to turn on the lights, but I just couldn’t. Every time I wanted to move I just couldn’t. I had to summon up all my physical strength to just lift one arm, and it would endure up to what felt like half an hour. Then, one night, I felt and saw the presence taking my bed cover of me. I didn’t see the thing itself, never, but I felt its presence and I saw the duvet being moved away from me.

I was so frightened, I thought I was haunted or going crazy, so I went to my doc. She wanted to hear my story and then told me what a sleep paralysis is. I was so relieved! I wasn’t going crazy! I wasn’t haunted!

So I thought now that I know what it is, things would calm down.

The exact opposite happened.

Now I would regularly wake up in the middle of the night and the evil presence was always there. So I got myself out of bed and tried to go to the light switch, but I was sooooo slow, it was so heavy, I really felt like swimming trough thick honey. So every night, I would walk through my flat for hours, trying to reach the light switch, sometimes it didn’t work and I had to go to another light switch. While I did this, I knew I was being watched. I could feel the evil and the mean grin of the presence. It felt like it was a sadist that really tried to scare the hell out of me.

On two occurrences, when I got out of bed and turned myself round, I would see myself lying in the bed, which scared the hell out of me. Must have been a sleep paralysis out-of-body experience, I told myself. I tried to calm down, but that seemed to provoke the terror. One night, I woke up and all the lights in my flat were on – when in fact I had switched the light off when going to sleep. It was like if the presence was mocking me: “Hey darling, see, I gave you what you wanted, you wanted the lights on, thinking that would help against my presence, are you afraid now?”

And sure I was.

Still, I thought it must be sleep paralysis. But then, every night at 3 o’clock things would fall down and break, for real. I must tell you that I am afraid of that hour and it felt like the presence somehow knew that (I am terribly afraid of witnessing a real haunting, this is definitely something else that watching a ghost movie). Every night, something would fall of the shelf and break. And I know that this happened, because every night my cat and I would wake up from that sound (and he would sleep beneath me, in the bed), stand up, go to the shelf or cabinet or table where the thing fell off and watch the broken stuff. My cat would take a look at it and flee under the bed to stay there all night long, when this happened.

And the next morning, the broken stuff would still lay there. That’s how I knew that it was real.

I was fearful but I denied to panic. I would tell “you scare me, but I will go back to sleep, I must.”

But it got worse to the point when someday I was being thrown at with a pencil. Just waked through my flat in plain daylight and got being thrown at, at the chest. There is no way it could have fallen down from anywhere, since I was in the middle of the room, where there is no furniture.

That’s when I decided that I had to do something else. Before that, I had a catholic priest going through my flat (I am not religious, but I thought it couldn’t bring more damage than there already was.

So I decided to make a spook diary. I told the presence, OK, I see you are there and you are scaring me, but I will write that down. Go on. And yes, I am afraid, but you won’t get me to the point where I change my life out of fear for you.

And that’s when things started getting better. The more I observed the haunting, the more I wrote down, the less it appeared.

When I started sleeping with earplugs, so I didn’t have to hear the sound anymore, it almost vanished. (For me, this is another sign the haunting was real, because if all the spooky noises were all in my head, I would have heard them despite the earplugs).

I figured that all of this had to do with me, because when all of this happened, I was in trauma therapy, and we started talking about all the painful things that led to the trauma.

Maybe I started unconsciously split off a part of myself to protect me from going through the trauma again, and that thing became an entity or what, and terrorized me. Although it was so evil, I felt as if it knew me very well, my deepest fears and so on, and it used it against me, it would do what I would be the most frightened off.

That’s my story. I have no real explanation for this, there are actually lots of possible explanations that would fit. Spiritual, psychological and so on. I don’t know what it was. I just know it almost vanished when I started observing it and denied being in fear.

To this day, I am sleeping with earplugs.

When I don’t, I sometimes still hear the spooky noises. But it doesn’t scare me anymore. I will turn around and go to sleep again.

That’s it. Have a good night. I surely will.

About Cosmick Traveler

I am a life long spiritual seeker, exploring the mysteries of man, life, and the universe. I had many mystical experiences during my life. There is nothing spectacular about them. These experiences are often unexpected, and lie outside what we have been told is possible. They served to learn about the Greater Reality, that part of reality that is not talked about in school, government or corporation. Nevertheless it is very real, and a part of being human on this planet. I have studied many different doctrines and teachings, both esoteric and scientific. I have learned to see the common essence in all these disciplines, and the many connections between them. I have found that many people have spiritual, mystical or just unusual experiences they never talk about because of the many taboos this society has about certain subjects. However when they encounter someone they see they can trust they open up. It is time now for people to talk openly, and not to fear ridicule. I see it as my task to write about all these subjects and experiences that can enrich a person's life. Exchanging ideas, opinions, beliefs and experiences will bring us together and we will realize that we are not different from each other. It does not matter where you live on the earth, or what your cultural background is. If we pay attention to our humanness, then we can create a better world for all of us.
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