After reading Carol talking about her son's fear of loud noises, I thought I should share a similar experience I had recently. Last year, we had a strong thunderstorm that struck in the middle of the night. Suddenly, there was a loud band that shook the house. I immediately had an overwhelming feeling of terror and thought "Oh no, it's all over and I'm not ready to die yet!". I never thought much of it until a few weeks ago.
Even though there is a long history of military service in my family tree and I've been the victim of some nasty attacks growing up, I'm still very much opposed to violence and will never own a weapon. So, I was way out of my element at a recent trip to a gun range. I thought it would be fun to try something new, as I had never seen a gun up close before. I decided to try a 9MM Pistol (like Police carry) and a much more powerful .44 Magnum.
While the 9MM was uneventful (except that I'm a terrible shot!) when I tried the .44 and that loud bang went off I was terrified out of my mind. It was so bad I had to close my eyes and turn my head and I had a terrible feeling like my life is about to end. Even though I'm a big and strong person I was almost in tears I was so afraid to fire the .44 bullets. I managed to fire off all the rounds I bought but I had to force myself to do it. I was feeling thankful to be alive after I left the range and I was practically shaking for the rest of the afternoon.
I wonder if these recent feelings (and my irrational fear of authority figures like Police or Soldiers) aren't related to a past life experience? It would certainly explain the intense nightmares I had as a small child.
Even though there is a long history of military service in my family tree and I've been the victim of some nasty attacks growing up, I'm still very much opposed to violence and will never own a weapon. So, I was way out of my element at a recent trip to a gun range. I thought it would be fun to try something new, as I had never seen a gun up close before. I decided to try a 9MM Pistol (like Police carry) and a much more powerful .44 Magnum.
While the 9MM was uneventful (except that I'm a terrible shot!) when I tried the .44 and that loud bang went off I was terrified out of my mind. It was so bad I had to close my eyes and turn my head and I had a terrible feeling like my life is about to end. Even though I'm a big and strong person I was almost in tears I was so afraid to fire the .44 bullets. I managed to fire off all the rounds I bought but I had to force myself to do it. I was feeling thankful to be alive after I left the range and I was practically shaking for the rest of the afternoon.
I wonder if these recent feelings (and my irrational fear of authority figures like Police or Soldiers) aren't related to a past life experience? It would certainly explain the intense nightmares I had as a small child.