Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 9:15 am
Boy this is just the year to open up my can of fear worms i guess. I'm afraid of everything. It's ridiculous. Stuff i used to love is now associated with this disorder going on.
But hopefully someone will have some input on this fear.
I went to a catholic elementary school. Complete with nuns and guilt. I didnt really agree with the religion...it just didnt completely sit well with me. no masturbation...no sex. etc. for example i associate sex with love...and i dont think theres anything to feel guilty about there.
anyways i remember even that young deciding to keep an open mind, these were adults i was surrounded by...and maybe some of what they said even though it sounded illogical to me, maybe some of it was true. so it was then that i decided to always look outside the box and analyze from different points of view...and make my own decisions based on my feelings.
well i have this horrible memory of being in the fourth grade. and our teacher was reading to us from some sort of religious chicken soup for the soul book. and the story was that - uck its even hard to write about. the story was that the girl was looking up on her ceiling and demon heads appeared on the ceiling. and she prayed to god and all the angels came and fought the demons away.
so i pretty much avoided the religion after that. imagine being a fourth grader and hearing THAT. talk about nightmares. i couldn't sleep without a light on. i had separation anxiety from my mom bad enough let alone after that.
so i got over it...and what do you know...23 years old..and it comes back.
i awoke last night to wailing screaming voices. (turns out the weather channel was advertising 50mph wind warnings but i didnt know that) somewhere in my logical mind i figured it was the wind...but as i tried to fall asleep the nightmares came.
the first one was going to a dingy apartment with my bf. and there where all these creepy posters all over the walls and i ran into the bathroom to get sick and the toilet was filled with...well it wasn't water.
i woke up. ran downstairs and climbed into bed with mom at age 23.
then i woke up to the sound of church bells and musical notes clanging and wailing whines. (neighbors wind chimes from the wind) and church bells should be reassuring and nice right? not with my history. i felt like there was some sort of religious fight occurring right outside the windows. i panicked all night. faded in and out of nightmare after nightmare.
all related to ex boyfriends, sex, religious figures, and creepy creatures.
I woke up and prayed. "im sorry lord for not being a complete believer...and i feel like such a fake still...because to me catholic religion is full of superstition and scary things...but please please please let me be ok"
and i wrapped my moms cross around my neck and slept with it in my hands. nightmares continued.
So now...it gives me insight into was im not as religious as some of you. im afraid to believe in anything "magical" because to me if those things are true then the bad stuff could be true too. i was so happy over the years without an assigned spirituality. i felt like a good person. now all this guilt has rushed back into my life...and fear...and feeling like im crazy. just like being a little girl in elementary school. feel like i dont fit in.
i just want to believe in love. i just want to fall in love. i want to feel the sunshine. and its real hard right now.
so now you see why im agnostic on some level. its not just that...its...years of philosophy classes and trying to push away anything not grounded completely. and i think on some level some left over trauma from my youth.
But hopefully someone will have some input on this fear.
I went to a catholic elementary school. Complete with nuns and guilt. I didnt really agree with the religion...it just didnt completely sit well with me. no masturbation...no sex. etc. for example i associate sex with love...and i dont think theres anything to feel guilty about there.
anyways i remember even that young deciding to keep an open mind, these were adults i was surrounded by...and maybe some of what they said even though it sounded illogical to me, maybe some of it was true. so it was then that i decided to always look outside the box and analyze from different points of view...and make my own decisions based on my feelings.
well i have this horrible memory of being in the fourth grade. and our teacher was reading to us from some sort of religious chicken soup for the soul book. and the story was that - uck its even hard to write about. the story was that the girl was looking up on her ceiling and demon heads appeared on the ceiling. and she prayed to god and all the angels came and fought the demons away.
so i pretty much avoided the religion after that. imagine being a fourth grader and hearing THAT. talk about nightmares. i couldn't sleep without a light on. i had separation anxiety from my mom bad enough let alone after that.
so i got over it...and what do you know...23 years old..and it comes back.
i awoke last night to wailing screaming voices. (turns out the weather channel was advertising 50mph wind warnings but i didnt know that) somewhere in my logical mind i figured it was the wind...but as i tried to fall asleep the nightmares came.
the first one was going to a dingy apartment with my bf. and there where all these creepy posters all over the walls and i ran into the bathroom to get sick and the toilet was filled with...well it wasn't water.
i woke up. ran downstairs and climbed into bed with mom at age 23.
then i woke up to the sound of church bells and musical notes clanging and wailing whines. (neighbors wind chimes from the wind) and church bells should be reassuring and nice right? not with my history. i felt like there was some sort of religious fight occurring right outside the windows. i panicked all night. faded in and out of nightmare after nightmare.
all related to ex boyfriends, sex, religious figures, and creepy creatures.
I woke up and prayed. "im sorry lord for not being a complete believer...and i feel like such a fake still...because to me catholic religion is full of superstition and scary things...but please please please let me be ok"
and i wrapped my moms cross around my neck and slept with it in my hands. nightmares continued.
So now...it gives me insight into was im not as religious as some of you. im afraid to believe in anything "magical" because to me if those things are true then the bad stuff could be true too. i was so happy over the years without an assigned spirituality. i felt like a good person. now all this guilt has rushed back into my life...and fear...and feeling like im crazy. just like being a little girl in elementary school. feel like i dont fit in.
i just want to believe in love. i just want to fall in love. i want to feel the sunshine. and its real hard right now.
so now you see why im agnostic on some level. its not just that...its...years of philosophy classes and trying to push away anything not grounded completely. and i think on some level some left over trauma from my youth.