Follow-Up: Kathy Hi. My name is Jeannie. Im 22 years old, when i was 15 i was diognosed with narcolepsy. This may or may not be your case, narcolepsy is not a cure for your dreams nor an explanation for your dreams. It is only a lable. When I was 18 I began dreaming of things that were very violent, this was very disturbing for me because i am a very peaceful person. I wanted to know if i was capable of such violence, i could not understand why i would be dreaming of such things. By the time i was 19 felt as if i were being attacked in my dream, i felt as if i was at war every time i shut my eyes. I would wake up exasted from battle. This scared me to the point of searching for help i began asking my friend about what i should do. Up until this point i had taken my dreams very literly, the content was something that affected me during my waking life to a disabling degree. The content continued to get worse to the point that it was driving me literly driving me crazy. I visited the pychward two times that year. The content of my dream continued to get worse. Much of which i do not tell many people because i would rather not plant ideas like what ive seen in my dreams in their heads. By the time i was 21 i was capable of living on my own and holding a job, i began to pursue a relationship with God. I had been raised a Christian but had strayed away, infact i began exploring other religions and pagan philosophys. By December of 1996 my dreams had become what i often refure to as being more horrorific than any horror movie on Tv. By this point dying seemed like a better option than going back to sleep. I literly would drive around at night triing to keep myself awake. Death was not an option for me because i was unclear as to what it ment and therefore i also feared it. In December of that year I got down on my hands and knees and said out loud "God my life is yours." There was nothing else i could do my life had become unberable and was no longer worth living any more. There were no options left. Right away I began to dream about God. Which equaly freaked me out. But this was only on occation, for the most part my dreams were the same in content. I began attending the church i had been raised in, but my dreams stayed the same. I was re-babtized, that night i had a dream were i was aware of my body lying in bed, I had a vision of Jesus face then a large hand, in the large hand was a child size hand, it was mine. At that moment he said I will not let you go. In Febuary of that year I began taking a class at a Christian college. My dreams intensified and became evil. I could not understand this because i was triing to get right with God. My dreams became so bad they were even creating a reality that was driving me away from God. I went home to say with my mother because they had become so bad, which is something i have never done. I took a chance and went to class the next day anyway, i had began fasting not that i really new what it was but i took a chance. Before my dreams took a turn for the worste i had become very invoved with what people refere to as the new age movement. Anyway, I walked into class it was very odvious something was wrong. There were only 5 people in the class and afterward one of them asked what was wrong so i told him about my dreams. He asked if he could pray for me, and i said yes. At this point i had very little faith and decided why not let him go ahead and try. He called apon the Holy Spirit, he spoke in tongues. Which was something id never heard before, he also translated this message which was a prophecy that was later repeated to me by several unrelated people in pray word for word. Then the Holy Spirit asked through him "What my concerns were?" and i said my dreams they are driving me away from God. The Holy Spirit then said from this day forward you will not have another problem with your dreams. That was the first night in two and a half years!! that i sleeped in peace.....That day has for ever changed my life, I frequently say " you do not understand what freedom is until you have experienced bondage." My bondage was great and now my freedom is great!! It was not until I persued my dreams as if they were caused by spiritual warfare that they went away. Seek first the kingdom of God...and all other things will be added unto you..If you look into it these types of dream are also common amoungst people who have a history in any type of cult activities, satanism, or witch craft. Hang in there sister!! My heart goes out to you!!! If you need to talk you can email me. Thanks for taking the time to read this...