Has this ever happened to you?
Last night was one of those nights where I couldn’t get to sleep, and when I did I kept waking up to every little sound. I felt exposed and out in
I don’t really know how to explain it, it’s not even like you feel observed, it’s more like you simply feel vulnerable and like I said,
I would hear a sound and my eyes would pop open and I would lay there perfectly still waiting for it to come again. “Maybe I’m paranoid” I
think… But then if the wind blows or a tree rustles you get cold chills.
Now there are any number of reasons this could have happened I realize that. I also realize how irrational it is to be fearful over the unseen. So
with that being said late me tell you what DID NOT go down.
I didn’t read any horror or suspense novels.
I didn’t watch any creepy movies.
I didn’t expose myself to any odd conspiracy theories about doom and gloom.
I didn’t take any medication.
I don’t do drugs.
I don’t drink.
I don’t have any mental health issues as my last two jobs required evaluations in that area, and I checked out normal. I am a health nut and amateur
body builder, so I eat right and do my best to maintain the perfect balance of nutrition and chemicals within my body at all times, so I can’t see
that it was a “Case of Bad Cheese”, as noted in the scrooge stories.
Honestly I don’t know what the issue was or is. Hell I suppose it could be anything like I said. I should note however that this only happens
literally once in a great while. I’m pretty mellow by nature and most things don’t bother me. But last night I had this overwhelming sense of
oppression coupled with a sense of exposure. Imagine if you will being dangled in the dark, It’s pitch black and you have this huge flashing light
on you so that all potential predators can see you.
Or the way you may feel when you are in a house at night with the shades open and its dark outside and light inside.
But like I said it wasn’t so much the feeling of being watched as it was oppression and exposure.
Honestly the last time I felt like that was the day before 9/11, when it was so bad I called my dad who lived thousands of miles away to ask him if he
was okay, or if something was wrong, because I felt like he may be in danger.... NO…..I am in no way saying that what I felt is prophetic in anyway,
only making a statement. It was a weird feeling I didn’t like it and I hope it stays away.
In your mind you keep wondering, is it death? Or many people dying? Or what ,…what does it mean? But unfortunately I’m left with no answer.
Only that I live in the tropics, and I felt cold, exposed, oppressed, and wringing your hands worried. Gnashing your teeth worried. Anxiety attack
maybe? I don’t know.
So can anyone help explain why I was spooked last night?
edit on 17-1-2011 by snowen20 because: (no reason given)