I splitted your topic cause I suppose it was not really SP. Moreover, I think this subject must have its own topic.
I just posted for my first time a few threads up about what I now I suppose know is SP or old hag. I have had it reoccuring for the past 23, now 24 nights in a row. After really thinking about it, I remember having it as a child but it was never scary it was always dream like and sort of peacefull. I am now 19, and it is causing me to lose sleep and taking a toll on my daily life.
I have never and do not currently sleep on my back, I always fall asleep on my stomach and when I wake during this thing I am always curled up in a ball on my side with my covers surrounding my face so that I can not see anything around me. I do not experience any noise, or old woman sitting on my chest.
I grew up with hippies and my mother used to smudge me before I would go to school, and I have always lit incense before bed time often smuding my room and meditating before laying down to sleep. But I do not see the connection of these things with my experiences because they have just started happening.
I wake up, on my side in a ball my eyes open and I look around but can not see anything other than possibly my wall. I have this eerie sensation that I know I am not alone something is at the foot of my bed and a few of the times I even felt something make indentations on the other side of my bed, where my back was turned towards. I hear no sounds. The only experience I can compare it to is this old fair ride I remember going on as a child, the gravitron. It would spin so fast and the bottom drops out of the bottom you are forced up this wall and can’t move to save your life this insane pressure is keeping you down. It feels exactly like that. I try to scream, my mind races, I try to move.
Since it has been happening so much latly I have finally learned to close my eyes and once I close them, I am awake fully. This is quiet literally ruining my life. I can’t go back to sleep after this happens, I am scared to go to sleep at night for fear of it happening. The first time it happened I was late for work because I was on the phone with my parents hysterical. I live more than 2,000 miles away from them and my mother is so upset over it that she is threatning to fly up here.