“As a mother and grandmother I feel it is unfortunate to push college starting in the Junior year of high school. Students in other countries often take a “GAP YEAR”. My oldest daughter did not want to attend a local university, and instead she worked a year, then went to a university overseas, and returned later to finish at UW. My other daughter went to a small liberal arts college in CA, then later told me she never felt comfortable there until her senior year. I went to university at 18 yrs but did not really know why I was there and quit after two years. Later, after having more life experience, I went to another university, and then finally graduated from the University of Washington. I remember being disappointed in many classes. i.e. a young man in my Oceanography class when evaluating the class wrote “This class is so poorly taught even the nuns went to sleep.” In American History class I used to think the professor was perhaps blind as he lectured to a crack in the back wall. In fact, I only remember the names of a few teachers who were dynamic. On the other hand, I am grateful for all life-long learning experiences.
I’ve struggled with sleep paralysis (SP) for a long time. It happens frequently and multiple times a night. Most of my hallucinations involve being taken advantage of by an unknown figure or ripped apart by many unknowns figures. (They’re also blue.) Because if these images SP has become very unpleasent. I become scared of going to bed, but I know I need to sleep for my health. I was wondering if there were any treatments that would help prevent, stop, lessen the amount of times it happens, stop the hallucinations, etc?
Plus, when I enter an episode my heart beat becomes very, very rapid and my breathing stops. I’ve read that SP is physically harmless but when these things happen I fear death.
Please help, this battle is getting old.
Any advice would help.
I’ve been struggling with pretty deep depression for the past month or so. I had a good day today and finally felt a glimmer of hope. How do I keep this up? Are there things I can do that will help me feel hopeful again? If I were to talk to a counselor, but my parents didn’t want me to, is there anyone I can talk to?