Around age five or so. It would happen that I'd be asleep, and I would wake up to full cognition - except that my body wouldn't. Sometimes accompanied by the sensation that: the best way I can describe this is - as though my neurons were firing haywire, some kind of internal shaking [i had always wondered if they were seizures or something, until i was sleeping next to my ex girlfriend and she said i hadn't moved at all.]
But the really disturbing part was always that I couldn't feel whether or not I was breathing, or if my heart was beating. That combined with the fact that I couldn't move my body either, unless I concentrated for minutes to make a leg kick and 'wake' myself up. Usually, I'd go into lucid dreams, walk around the house - do my thing, and then realize I hadn't actually gotten up. Could happen over and over again - sometimes when I'd actually wake up, I'd be suspicious of whether or not I was just dreaming again.
Other times, it would be the quaintly surreal dream land - but most times it was too real. These days it doesn't happen unless I nap in the afternoon, or fall asleep on my stomach or back [for some reason it always happens if i do that]
Alrighty, I think I've used up enough of Novapsyche's space with storytime ;)
Yes. I've been told that quite a number of times. I'm was willing to entertain the idea, however, I'm also [i'm loaded with contradiction] very skeptical about such things [despite my zenarchist tendency].
Someone once tried to get me to exploit it - however, when I say it disturbs me, it's an understatement. It's more like life or death panic.
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Date: 2003-01-10 10:15 am (UTC)But the really disturbing part was always that I couldn't feel whether or not I was breathing, or if my heart was beating. That combined with the fact that I couldn't move my body either, unless I concentrated for minutes to make a leg kick and 'wake' myself up. Usually, I'd go into lucid dreams, walk around the house - do my thing, and then realize I hadn't actually gotten up. Could happen over and over again - sometimes when I'd actually wake up, I'd be suspicious of whether or not I was just dreaming again.
Other times, it would be the quaintly surreal dream land - but most times it was too real.
These days it doesn't happen unless I nap in the afternoon, or fall asleep on my stomach or back [for some reason it always happens if i do that]
Alrighty, I think I've used up enough of Novapsyche's space with storytime ;)
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Date: 2003-01-10 11:17 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-01-10 11:31 am (UTC)Someone once tried to get me to exploit it - however, when I say it disturbs me, it's an understatement. It's more like life or death panic.