Why nobody listens to your problems. British pity party. Narcissists. Depressed Lightworker. #Noonecares

Disclaimer: Anything I say here resembling anyone’s opinions or ideas, constructs and thoughts, quotations or characters are in no means to be taken as real and living people,except on my part representing me. However anything expressed that you may find hurtful or offensive, unless intended as real constructive criticism is best to do away. As in please find your way towards the exit of this blog; A game called life. If you are in any ways triggered then good. I am doing my work. Ideally I find that you should work through your feelings of feeling triggered. I am currently going through a writer’s phase called writer’s boredom or my fear of boredom. So pardon me if my writing currently feels drier than Ghandi’s flip flop.

Instead of waiting for inspiration to hit me on the head like a grand piano from the sky, allow me to plague you with my blogger’s flow of thoughts. I am tired of waiting for the train when I missed it by years. As I have said famously to many loved ones, very many a times; “I’d be late for my own funeral”. I’m late every day. And I feel late even when I’ve made it on time because all that follows usually is immense boredom and/or frustration in life. Not very mindful is it? I honestly do wish my contacts would read my blog, rather than my mother, cyber stalking me to make sure I am not dead. Probably to reassure herself. So her immense urge to call the police on her adult child because of a random feeling convinced her I wound up dead somewhere.

I had sleep paralysis, just like you. (How) To overcome it or master it?

2015 has begun and before I could even think of making new year resolutions this happened to me. Hopefully if you are experiencing the same thing you may find this post helpful. 
Barely a few hours into morning and barely a couple of days or so into the dawn of 2015 and I re-experienced something, I’d barely begun to forget about. It had been practically years even since I’d even been touched by it and since I felt that pressing dread and thick heaviness on my being. 2015 and I thought I’d well and fully conquered it. By which I mean sleep paralysis. A state whence your body is catatonic but your brain fully active in REM state. By standard definition at least. I’m not here to address every scientific detail. A little warning, If that is what you wanted, then refer to Wikipedia. Science may provide feedback in this case but ultimately is of not much reassurance. Alternative medicine that works is medicine right?

When you stop fearing something as the ether and subconscious  sleep paralysis, it’s usually when it goes away for good. There is a reason why we have to conquer our fears or they seem to return in threefold it seems later on in life. Jung said to put it roughly; What isn’t dealt with consciously and is submerged into the subconscious,  will eventually leak or manifest into the conscious mind or at the very least will manifest as bad dreams. (I am literally looking for his quote as I’m sifting through a book called: “The Dream Dictionary from A to Z by Theresa Cheung”). It’s a good overall rough guide to dream interpretation but if you want to know more about this book I will post an article with a link down below hopefully soon. Here.
(Cannot find the original quote). I will have to look for it another time as postponing this post just for a quote really isn’t necessary is it? I’m sure you will get the rough idea. I highly recommend you look into dream psychology under Carl Jung quotes,(maybe throw in a couple of books)and you may just find a stepping stone towards a better understanding of this hypnopompic state.