A She Voice
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2018 6:32 am
Hi there, I would realllllllyyyy love somebody to respond to this one if you have the time. Much love!
I always had night terrors and pretty intense sleep walking episodes when growing up. Lots of kids do. But there is an experience I haven't heard many other kids talk about that utterly terrifies me and that I'm unable to talk about out loud without choking.
When I was a younger kid I would have these 'episodes'. My parents would give me a heatpack and go back to bed, they treated it like a stomach ache. We've never talked about it. It weirds me out. I also don't really know how to describe this in words? So sorry if it's dull or 'ranty'.
I would feel as though my hands (and maybe feet, limbs? I think just hands) were very large/heavy/not mine. Like they were made of thick sticks of playdough. Like they were grown man hands. The feeling made me feel sick.
I would hear lots of voices with it, like crammed thoughts, with one most distinct. She had a very heavy, loud voice. She would just repeat whatever I'd think. Or I guess, she was my thoughts - but repeated to me evilly and loudly and with a poisonous, accusing voice. She would tell me how terrible and evil I am. She hacked at my self-esteem. I would also feel as though I was surrounded by spirits. I couldn't actually see them with my eyes open but when I shut my eyes I saw shadows everywhere.
I can't really describe how it felt, but even as I'm typing this it's hard to breathe. She, and my hands, were absolutely unbearable. This experience mostly occurred at nighttime but I also heard her and felt it at random times during the day. Then I could usually push it aside or excuse myself for the sheer will of not wanting to have an episode in public.
I haven't had it in many years, but when I think about it she begins to come back so I have to keep forgetting. I'm sure I'm missing bits and I know this is a scramble, but I was younger and went through several years of building walls and developing methods to block it out.
Should I look more into it to get closure on what that period of my life was/who she is? Am I just insane? Was I being visited by a spirit? (To clarify, as much as this freaks me out I don't think I'm crazy, I'm far too high-functioning and it doesn't happen anymore)
If you can give me feedback in anyway, please please PLEASE do. I've never expressed this in such detail before. I don't know what people's reactions will be.
Blessed be
I always had night terrors and pretty intense sleep walking episodes when growing up. Lots of kids do. But there is an experience I haven't heard many other kids talk about that utterly terrifies me and that I'm unable to talk about out loud without choking.
When I was a younger kid I would have these 'episodes'. My parents would give me a heatpack and go back to bed, they treated it like a stomach ache. We've never talked about it. It weirds me out. I also don't really know how to describe this in words? So sorry if it's dull or 'ranty'.
I would feel as though my hands (and maybe feet, limbs? I think just hands) were very large/heavy/not mine. Like they were made of thick sticks of playdough. Like they were grown man hands. The feeling made me feel sick.
I would hear lots of voices with it, like crammed thoughts, with one most distinct. She had a very heavy, loud voice. She would just repeat whatever I'd think. Or I guess, she was my thoughts - but repeated to me evilly and loudly and with a poisonous, accusing voice. She would tell me how terrible and evil I am. She hacked at my self-esteem. I would also feel as though I was surrounded by spirits. I couldn't actually see them with my eyes open but when I shut my eyes I saw shadows everywhere.
I can't really describe how it felt, but even as I'm typing this it's hard to breathe. She, and my hands, were absolutely unbearable. This experience mostly occurred at nighttime but I also heard her and felt it at random times during the day. Then I could usually push it aside or excuse myself for the sheer will of not wanting to have an episode in public.
I haven't had it in many years, but when I think about it she begins to come back so I have to keep forgetting. I'm sure I'm missing bits and I know this is a scramble, but I was younger and went through several years of building walls and developing methods to block it out.
Should I look more into it to get closure on what that period of my life was/who she is? Am I just insane? Was I being visited by a spirit? (To clarify, as much as this freaks me out I don't think I'm crazy, I'm far too high-functioning and it doesn't happen anymore)
If you can give me feedback in anyway, please please PLEASE do. I've never expressed this in such detail before. I don't know what people's reactions will be.
Blessed be