Shadow people, some experiences from early childhood and other paranormal

I am new at this blog business, but will do my best to explain what I have seen my whole life.
As you can see, I am having trouble posting for the first time, and even correcting typos on my page seems to be a challenge lol, so please bare with me.


I will start with the shadows this morning, considering it is the first thing mentioned in the title.

I am about 5-6 years old, just got in bed, I am very awake and afraid. Why afraid? Because I know what will be happening next. My mother wants to shut my room door, but I insist to keep it open. It feels safer when my bedroom door is open, gives me the illusion that I am not alone... physically anyway.

Then, once the fear dissipates a little, it happens. Shadows are around my face, neck, roaming around my bed. Then, I become totally paralyzed, can't scream, can't move... nothing but feeling like my very self is being squeezed inside me, like something is pushing me out of myself.

Keep in mind, this was in 1982, no internet then, and my parents weren't into horror movies or anything that could have shown me something like those shadows.

So anyway, this used to happen on a regular basis, at least once a month. But when they weren't paralyzing me, they would taunt me, scare me, follow me around and basically terrorize me to the point that I became an insomniac at the age of 7. Daytime or night time, I had no rest. The only times I felt safe was when I could sleep with one of my parents, or be surrounded by friends in general. Even in school, when I would go to the wash room during class, I would feel followed, looked at, always like something was latching onto the back of my neck or "breathing on me".

Then at the age of 17, the attacks became weirder and weirder. I would see them crawling on the floor, in a more defined human form, but with no legs. They would do the same paralyzing thing as usual, but then they would have what felt like intercourse with me, and this would go on as I would feel my soul becoming thinner and thinner inside my body. This one particular time, it felt as though the entity was communicating that I belonged to him. Very strange if not nuts.

I have become very cynical over the years, and I have to say that even while I write this blog, this sounds more than nuts to me. I have consulted mental health practitioners and they all told me pretty much the same thing: "These things happen". Did it help me to hear that you think? Not at all... I was actually hoping someone would label me, prescribe what I thought I might need, and leave well enough alone. But clearly, I didn't get the answers I had been hoping for.

I have many more stories to blog about, but wanted to make it short, sort of like seeding a thought. Also, hoping someone out there could possibly know what I am talking about, without trying to convince me that all is light and fluffy, Namasté and all that. I am not saying that the expression "Namasté" is bs, but many who over use it have turned me off and shown me that they are not psychic nor do they channel nor do they understand what the "snow" is... So they can't help me.


So to end this first blog, I would like to explain why I have started writing this in public.
I want answers. I want to get to the truth. Also, I guess it's therapeutic to write these experiences down and have some feed back, though it could seem negative or positive.

More soon
thanx for reading
Ari