Over the years I discovered that as long as I'm drunk when I sleep I don't get them, so I developed a long history of alcoholism at a young age just to escape these dreams.Then one day I was reading one lady's story how she went through the same thing and she said she opened her eyes and she welcomed hers like a gift.
I just barely closed my eyes when I heard a rustling.
I opened my eyes and saw my roommate Tiffany in my room.
I asked her what she was doing, and she responded, "I'm just grabbing my purse" and held it up.
My mom started to have these dreams when she found out she was pregnant with me. She would dream of being paralyzed, couldn't move or scream.
The dreams stopped after she had me and she hasn't had one for the past 28 years.
But the earliest I can remember having these same dreams is when I was four years old and I have had them ever since.
These dreams terrified me so bad that I became an insomniac at the age of four, but whatever it is would be right there waiting for me whenever I would sleep.
For the longest time I thought I was the only one this was happening to, until I reached my teens and I finally opened up to my about it and my mom shared her experience.
I immediately jumped on the Internet and googled it.
I couldn't believe all the stories, but the ones I paid attention to were how to prevent them, like sleeping on your side.
That worked for a whole three days and never again.