As of now I am 40 years old. I work for the University of ______ as a systems analyst. As a child I was always a loner. I have had many dreams of walking in the woods and finding a secret place with UFO's and special equipment. One dream in particular is that I was taken away (from earth) to another planet to study special skills for several years and then taken back to the same exact time that I left (no aging while away) to help the people of earth (super crime fighter).
Around 1976 a friend of mine and I had a UFO experience in which after a lengthy chase the UFO shone a light all around us (the light never touched us).
In 1978 my girlfriend (wife now) and I were at my apartment which I shared with another friend. All three of us decided to take a nap (this was friday afternoon) so we could be ready to party that night. We all woke up at the same time. I went into the living room and turned on the T.V. and I remember the Six Million Dollar Man was just comming on. I knew something had to be wrong because this program did not come on until 6:00 PM every Sunday. Come to find out, it was Sunday at 6:00 PM and we had all three slept the entire weekend. We could never find an explanation for all this missing time. My friend is dead now but my girlfriend is still with me as my wife (together 23 years now).
On an earlier occasion, I was living at home with my parents and was around 14 or 15 and was in bed but still awake when I saw a man walk through one of my walls. He stood at the foot of the bed and looked at me. The figure was glowing and I could not see any facial features. I was scarred and finally began to yell. The figure reached down and grabbed my ankles then let go and walked out the wall again. My parents came in and told me I had a nightmare. The next morning my ankles had bruises on them.
About three weeks later, in bed again and still awake ( I always had problems shuting my mind down to go to sleep) two figures appeared on my bed. I used to describe them as cherubic because of their size. Both figures were extremely ugly to me and I was very scarred (again). One of the figures turned around on the bed and looked right at me and told me (the exact words, I have never forgotten them) "We came in here like this and we can leave the same way!" At that time both creatures ? begain to squeeze my stomach very hard causing severe pain. Then just as suddenly as they appeared, they disappeared.
In 1981 I became agoraphobic so bad that I could not leave the house for an entire year. My wife (bless her) supported both of us without complaining. At this time I have been diagnosed with Panic Disorder Syndrome and take Zanax and Paxil to control the panic attacks (was having up to 9 attacks a day) and am in therapy now to try to control anxiety.
There are a lot of things I have left out but this is basically my life. Could you give me your opinion or some insight into my past and present as regards the panic attacks (the therapist thinks something happened in my past to cause me great pain) Duhh!!