If you dont know, you dont know... but I wish that @BulletStopper would confirm, as he is a member of the "seen hell and lived through it" crew. Fear is all encompassing, if you let it rule you. you lose... you will do the things you fear to do. If you fear that your "baby momma" will fuck other faggots, then you will pester her, until it is true.. we create our fears it is said. and i believe it is true. I started having night paralysis back in 2009. My grill at the time worked day time, and i worked night time.... i was expecting her to wake me up with the sexes... gang gang.. anyways it isss, what it iiiiis... so i was there, dreaming my ass off. about all the pussy i would be recieving, when said pussy stood at my door... so i started waking early. no pussy was present; sadge... no i am a Norse, and so, such feble things did not amuse me at all.. but one night, i awoke. and there was no pussy to be had. but there was something watching me. i felt its malice, i felt its hate... and i could not, move my body. after about 30 seconds of fervently trying i "woke up" and during that time, i was scared. more scared then id ever been during any night mare ever. i was terrorized, in the true form of the word; "terror" time went and time passed. and i felt this terror, from time to time... like a bitch i felt, everytime this being (as i now believe it to be) came over me. and ate (as i believe it did) my fear. It did eat my energy. i woke up, tired, defeated and in momory, only. of the defeat ive known. and so, over the years... (my agitation started in 2007) i felt the need to combat this. this is who i am. no brag no fag, it is what it is. if something makes me want to feel a certain way, i wish to confront thee. and so i felt i needed to do such a thing... i started to go from feeling i needed to escape, as in; when i felt this thing happen... the being watching me, when i couldnt move my body.. and i wanted to flee (as in wake my body up). i tried to tell myself to stay in that sense of terror.. that sense of pure fear. that i have never in my life even once, in a waking state felt. and i failed. i failed, not once, not twice, and not thrice. i failed for two years. i had this "night paralisys" maybe only twice a month. maybe 3 times, or more... but not every day. and everytime, i tried to remember... to not listen to my panic, and wake up-. i tried to remember, to stay in the terror emotion.... and feel it. if you felt it, you know.. it is tantalizing. and one time, in 2010 i did it... the "mare" rode me, and in that instant i remembered; STAY! and i did..... it was the most amazing feeling ive ever had.. it was better then sex, it was better then weed or beer. it was like feeling the TORRENT OF LIFE, swirling through me. it was amazing.... but it was at the same time, pure fear. PURE.... i woke the next day, and i had a new emotion in my solar plexus.. it was one of trust... by prior to this, anyone who tried to "scare" me, met a raging Norse, a Norse who couldn't even control his emotions, when he got frightened by other people (one time someone was standing behind a wall and scared me, i literally punched a hole in the wall) after this experience, a kid bicycled quietly behind me and shouted... and i felt nothing, no fear only a "readyness" so my tldr; is, night paralysis is a gift!