Please pray for me, it's urgent, please ask God to watch over me

[Elfkind]

EDIT: Sorry for all the confusion attempts of explanation, I had a panic attack and thought I was somehow dying and didn't understand what was giving the horrible feeling, but understand now that it was "just" another panic attack. Thank you everyone for praying.

I just woke up with a horrible fear the like of which I never ever felt before, it's like I seriously wanted to call an ambulance because something feels really, really wrong, and I almost started screaming by pure horror because of the intense inner pain, and I'm not sure what's wrong with me, if it's "just" anxiety...

Now the medication finally seem to be gaining a strong effect. So can someone please pray for me, so that I can go sleep and have for once a night of sleep without waking up by nightmares? It would be such a blessing with just a single night of sleep. I haven't been able to sleep in a bed for several years, because then I sometimes sleep so deep that I don't wake up from the nightmares and get stuck inside the fear.

It helped so much to just write down this. I'm sorry if it seem like hysteria and don't make much sense.

 

[BobRyan]

Praying for you -

When you wake up ... please consider reading this..."Steps to Christ"

Steps to Christ, by Ellen G. White. Chapter 1: God's Love for Man

---- after that take a look at this "Ministry of healing"

Chapter 20 begins a section on healthful living.

Ellen G. White: The Ministry of Healing

============================

Met any "Strom" families in Norway?

 

[Tone]

Abba Yah,

Please Breathe Your Sweet and Healing Breath deeply into this Body and raise us into the heavenly places, in Yahshua ha Mashiach, that we may praise You there, far from fear and suffering. Abba, open our ears and Speak so loudly that all other noise is lost.

Amen.


Shalom my friend. Much love.

 

[returntosender]

Could you have had a bad reaction the new meds? When you feel fearful call on Jesus until you calm down. He is always with you and loves, rest on that.
God bless you.

 

[Llewelyn Stevenson]

Perfect love casts out all fear.

Father, surround Alv with your love for I know it is perfect love and drive this fear away from her.

It is vain for us to rise up early; to sit up late, and to eat the bread of sorrows. So he gives his beloved sleep. Psalm 127:2.

Father, as you surround Alv with your love let her come to realise that she is your beloved and can lay down and sleep, for that sleep comes from you. In the name of Jesus and by his perfect work. Amen.

 

[Brightmoon]

If you taking methodone I’ve heard that withdrawal from that can be very bad, even life threatening. Don’t attempt this without a doctor’s approval. You need to have a long talk with your doctor and your therapist . What’s going on now with this pandemic and all the turmoil over this election can be traumatizing .

 

[Aussie Pete]

I just woke up with a horrible fear the like of which I never ever felt before, it's like I seriously wanted to call an ambulance because something feels really, really wrong, and I almost started screaming by pure horror because of the intense inner pain, and I'm not sure what's wrong with me, if it's "just" anxiety, I got complex post traumatic disorder and just had some medication, 50mg of oxazepam (English brand names: Serax, Alepam), or if it's acute opiate withdrawal, because I'm supposed to use 110mg methadone each day, that's about enough to kill 4 normal people from overdose, but what I need just to not start abusing drugs again, and barely feel normal each day from such a high dosage, in an opiate medical rehabilitation program I'm in, but because I suffer from an almost totally blocked digestion, constipation, I used all 330mg on Friday, in hopes of getting a laxative effect within the day tomorrow such as I've experienced before, when I've used the methadone irregularly in order to return to a normal digestive effect at least for a day once in a while, but normally with withdrawal from things like heroin, if opiate withdrawal had been the case, I'd been having diarrhea now as is common when the digestion starts having effect again as the opium are leaving the body, and when I checked the clock it's 10 in the evening here now, and I thought for a moment that it was 2 hours away from Monday and that it was a matter of getting through the night and in the morning hours I would again get new methadone for Monday. But it's 2 hours left until Sunday, so it make no sense that I'd be having any horrible withdrawal now, when I had such a massive dosage just yesterday, a dosage that would certainly not had been gone my now, also I have absolutely no signs of delirium, no hallucination, confusion, no craving for opiates etc. I just had this uncontrollable fear. So I didn't know what to tell if I called for an ambulance....

So I started praying "Please have mercy for me Lord Jesus, if you are there, and if you have ever had mercy on someone, please have mercy on me now!", as I was unable to form a single idea that could calm me down, and started thinking about killing myself somehow to escape the horror, and I felt as though I was spiraling into a panic that might totally, literally scare the wits out of me, and now finally it seems like the horror is starting to leave me, as I've managed to think through logical reasons for me not to be suffering from drug withdrawal, and the benzodiazepines are starting to have an effect. But I'm still terrified, I've merely had a few hours of sleep and woke up to total panic, and I'm completely exhausted and just want to sleep again. I think I've just had a panic attack again, and are so tired of the nervous system being an enemy to me. Once I was stuck to my bed for a week just because of panic, and were unable to head out and get any medication, and just became more and more stuck in panic and didn't eat for a week. Another time I thought I had gone to hell and spent a night clawing my face with my fingernails crying hysterically, because I thought God had left me. I went from early childhood up until I were 18 until I managed to go to a doctor and ask for help, saying that I was dying of cancer, but this was an delusion, but the fear had been real enough, a sudden feeling of dread that made me unable to think rationally, but the dread made me feel as though there was something real about the delusion... So I've been living with uncontrollable fear my whole life and have a permanent damage, similar to what people get from living in long periods with uncertainty about life and death, for example as war prisoners.

Now the medication finally seem to be gaining a strong effect. So can someone please pray for me, so that I can go sleep and have for once a night of sleep without waking up by nightmares? It would be such a blessing with just a single night of sleep. I haven't been able to sleep in a bed for several years, because then I sometimes sleep so deep that I don't wake up from the nightmares and get stuck inside the fear.

It helped so much to just write down this. I'm sorry if it seem like hysteria and don't make much sense.

It's not hysteria. I've never done drugs. While I was in hospital, I was given Endone regularly, and twice morphine, for pain relief. I had dreams that I was sure were real life. When I woke up, I had no idea that I was in hospital. I quit taking Endone as soon as the pain was bearable; I could see what it was doing to me. The morphine was no better. I was on those drugs for 6 days, apparently not long enough to become addicted.

Fear is a terrible thing. God does not give us fear. God is the opposite, He delights to deliver us from fear. (Psalm 34:4 for example). How do we get deliverance? You've started exactly the right way: " "Please have mercy for me Lord Jesus, if you are there, and if you have ever had mercy on someone, please have mercy on me now!"

The first few hours I was in hospital, I was in such pain that all I could do was shout out, "Lord have mercy". And He did. I was supposed to have an operation. A friend visited me. While she was there, the gastroenterologist showed up. My friend prayed out loud that my bodily functions would return to normal. Things began to settle down from that time on. The specialist (who looked like she was just out of high school) is from a Christian family, but is not a believer. She told me that she watched as God answered the prayer.

The one thing I did not suffer was fear. I've been born again for 48 years. As a young Christian, I used to literally worry myself sick. Worry is simply fear of what has not happened yet. As I've learned to trust God, and learned to trust His incredible love for me, fear has evaporated. When we see God's love (not just read about it) we can see that fear is a mist and a vapour. God has not given us a spirit of fear.

Keep drawing near to Jesus. A friend of mine had a terrible drug downer, hallucinating and in great distress. She was not saved at the time. She remembered a Sunday school song, "Jesus loves me, this I know". As she sang, the downer lifted. Some years later, she was born again and is now the most precious sister in Christ that you would want to meet. That can be your testimony also.

 

[SarahsKnight]

I just woke up with a horrible fear the like of which I never ever felt before, it's like I seriously wanted to call an ambulance because something feels really, really wrong, and I almost started screaming by pure horror because of the intense inner pain, and I'm not sure what's wrong with me, if it's "just" anxiety, I got complex post traumatic disorder and just had some medication, 50mg of oxazepam (English brand names: Serax, Alepam), or if it's acute opiate withdrawal, because I'm supposed to use 110mg methadone each day, that's about enough to kill 4 normal people from overdose, but what I need just to not start abusing drugs again, and barely feel normal each day from such a high dosage, in an opiate medical rehabilitation program I'm in, but because I suffer from an almost totally blocked digestion, constipation, I used all 330mg on Friday, in hopes of getting a laxative effect within the day tomorrow such as I've experienced before, when I've used the methadone irregularly in order to return to a normal digestive effect at least for a day once in a while, but normally with withdrawal from things like heroin, if opiate withdrawal had been the case, I'd been having diarrhea now as is common when the digestion starts having effect again as the opium are leaving the body, and when I checked the clock it's 10 in the evening here now, and I thought for a moment that it was 2 hours away from Monday and that it was a matter of getting through the night and in the morning hours I would again get new methadone for Monday. But it's 2 hours left until Sunday, so it make no sense that I'd be having any horrible withdrawal now, when I had such a massive dosage just yesterday, a dosage that would certainly not had been gone my now, also I have absolutely no signs of delirium, no hallucination, confusion, no craving for opiates etc. I just had this uncontrollable fear. So I didn't know what to tell if I called for an ambulance....

So I started praying "Please have mercy for me Lord Jesus, if you are there, and if you have ever had mercy on someone, please have mercy on me now!", as I was unable to form a single idea that could calm me down, and started thinking about killing myself somehow to escape the horror, and I felt as though I was spiraling into a panic that might totally, literally scare the wits out of me, and now finally it seems like the horror is starting to leave me, as I've managed to think through logical reasons for me not to be suffering from drug withdrawal, and the benzodiazepines are starting to have an effect. But I'm still terrified, I've merely had a few hours of sleep and woke up to total panic, and I'm completely exhausted and just want to sleep again. I think I've just had a panic attack again, and are so tired of the nervous system being an enemy to me. Once I was stuck to my bed for a week just because of panic, and were unable to head out and get any medication, and just became more and more stuck in panic and didn't eat for a week. Another time I thought I had gone to hell and spent a night clawing my face with my fingernails crying hysterically, because I thought God had left me. I went from early childhood up until I were 18 until I managed to go to a doctor and ask for help, saying that I was dying of cancer, but this was an delusion, but the fear had been real enough, a sudden feeling of dread that made me unable to think rationally, but the dread made me feel as though there was something real about the delusion... So I've been living with uncontrollable fear my whole life and have a permanent damage, similar to what people get from living in long periods with uncertainty about life and death, for example as war prisoners.

Now the medication finally seem to be gaining a strong effect. So can someone please pray for me, so that I can go sleep and have for once a night of sleep without waking up by nightmares? It would be such a blessing with just a single night of sleep. I haven't been able to sleep in a bed for several years, because then I sometimes sleep so deep that I don't wake up from the nightmares and get stuck inside the fear.

It helped so much to just write down this. I'm sorry if it seem like hysteria and don't make much sense.

It's okay, Alv. We will pray for you. These do seem like horrendous times for you in many ways right now, everything you've just described. Especially this:
Once I was stuck to my bed for a week just because of panic, and were unable to head out and get any medication, and just became more and more stuck in panic and didn't eat for a week. Another time I thought I had gone to hell and spent a night clawing my face with my fingernails crying hysterically, because I thought God had left me.

I hope you do feel better now. We will pray for the Lord's healing over you.

 

[musicalpilgrim]

Jesus loves you so much,
I pray for complete healing for you in Jesus name and for his peace.

 

[dqhall]

I just woke up with a horrible fear the like of which I never ever felt before, it's like I seriously wanted to call an ambulance because something feels really, really wrong, and I almost started screaming by pure horror because of the intense inner pain, and I'm not sure what's wrong with me, if it's "just" anxiety, I got complex post traumatic disorder and just had some medication, 50mg of oxazepam (English brand names: Serax, Alepam), or if it's acute opiate withdrawal, because I'm supposed to use 110mg methadone each day, that's about enough to kill 4 normal people from overdose, but what I need just to not start abusing drugs again, and barely feel normal each day from such a high dosage, in an opiate medical rehabilitation program I'm in, but because I suffer from an almost totally blocked digestion, constipation, I used all 330mg on Friday, in hopes of getting a laxative effect within the day tomorrow such as I've experienced before, when I've used the methadone irregularly in order to return to a normal digestive effect at least for a day once in a while, but normally with withdrawal from things like heroin, if opiate withdrawal had been the case, I'd been having diarrhea now as is common when the digestion starts having effect again as the opium are leaving the body, and when I checked the clock it's 10 in the evening here now, and I thought for a moment that it was 2 hours away from Monday and that it was a matter of getting through the night and in the morning hours I would again get new methadone for Monday. But it's 2 hours left until Sunday, so it make no sense that I'd be having any horrible withdrawal now, when I had such a massive dosage just yesterday, a dosage that would certainly not had been gone my now, also I have absolutely no signs of delirium, no hallucination, confusion, no craving for opiates etc. I just had this uncontrollable fear. So I didn't know what to tell if I called for an ambulance....

So I started praying "Please have mercy for me Lord Jesus, if you are there, and if you have ever had mercy on someone, please have mercy on me now!", as I was unable to form a single idea that could calm me down, and started thinking about killing myself somehow to escape the horror, and I felt as though I was spiraling into a panic that might totally, literally scare the wits out of me, and now finally it seems like the horror is starting to leave me, as I've managed to think through logical reasons for me not to be suffering from drug withdrawal, and the benzodiazepines are starting to have an effect. But I'm still terrified, I've merely had a few hours of sleep and woke up to total panic, and I'm completely exhausted and just want to sleep again. I think I've just had a panic attack again, and are so tired of the nervous system being an enemy to me. Once I was stuck to my bed for a week just because of panic, and were unable to head out and get any medication, and just became more and more stuck in panic and didn't eat for a week. Another time I thought I had gone to hell and spent a night clawing my face with my fingernails crying hysterically, because I thought God had left me. I went from early childhood up until I were 18 until I managed to go to a doctor and ask for help, saying that I was dying of cancer, but this was an delusion, but the fear had been real enough, a sudden feeling of dread that made me unable to think rationally, but the dread made me feel as though there was something real about the delusion... So I've been living with uncontrollable fear my whole life and have a permanent damage, similar to what people get from living in long periods with uncertainty about life and death, for example as war prisoners.

Now the medication finally seem to be gaining a strong effect. So can someone please pray for me, so that I can go sleep and have for once a night of sleep without waking up by nightmares? It would be such a blessing with just a single night of sleep. I haven't been able to sleep in a bed for several years, because then I sometimes sleep so deep that I don't wake up from the nightmares and get stuck inside the fear.

It helped so much to just write down this. I'm sorry if it seem like hysteria and don't make much sense.

Opioids are poison. You should withdraw from them and not seek them again. There are support groups for recovering addicts. You should seek Christ. When I was young and in trouble, I went to a pastor and asked for his advice. He told me to read the Gospel of John. I probably read the Gospels a hundred times since then. I despise drugs. I can not get drunk. I hate cigarette smoke. I am normal weight. Praise God, I was set free.

 

[Elfkind]

Thanks everyone for the thoughtful and loving replies. I've been keeping away from the Forums for days now, because I felt I wrote so much stupid, but I had a serious panic attack and really thought I was going to die, wanted to call an ambulance but didn't know what to say, so I was really scared of dying alone in such a uncontrolled fear.

Thanks for the prayers and posts everyone, it really mean a lot to me.

Met any "Strom" families in Norway?

Strøm is Norwegian for "current", and can be used both to describe ocean-currents and electricity, however in surnames it's always in relation to the ocean, and it's fairly common with simply Strøm- or having Strøm as part of the surname, and several place names are named after for example specially strong ocean-currents. Such as the Saltstrømmen, or Saltstraum, "Straum" is in the second written Norwegian language, but not something I've heard in surnames. I don't know anyone with such a surname myself, but I think there's someone called Strøm in the politics here.

If you taking methodone I’ve heard that withdrawal from that can be very bad, even life threatening. Don’t attempt this without a doctor’s approval. You need to have a long talk with your doctor and your therapist . What’s going on now with this pandemic and all the turmoil over this election can be traumatizing .

Yes, it was difficult for me earlier and I've been spending time isolated inside for decades now, and with the pandemic I've become specially isolated and don't go out unless I have to anymore, and specially in the weekends when spending time alone it really take a toll on the mental health. And even if I'm Norwegian I'm really worried for the political situation in USA, and follow the news there more closely then in my own country.

It's okay, Alv. We will pray for you. These do seem like horrendous times for you in many ways right now, everything you've just described. Especially this:
Once I was stuck to my bed for a week just because of panic, and were unable to head out and get any medication, and just became more and more stuck in panic and didn't eat for a week. Another time I thought I had gone to hell and spent a night clawing my face with my fingernails crying hysterically, because I thought God had left me.

Yes, it's horrendous for sure to be so stuck in anxiety that one lose the ability to think and understand what's going on. It's probably better to be on the frontlines in a war, at least then there's a chance to fight back, and to get backup.

Opioids are poison. You should withdraw from them and not seek them again..

I'm actually doing really good these days, as I'm no longer abusing any drugs that are illegal and everything I use is things I get from the rehabilitation program and doctor. Opiates because I'd be likely to be dead now, such as all the close friends I had when I used to be addicted to heroin, and finally I have a doctor that understand that I'm not just a "junkie" that try to manipulate the health service in order to get intoxicating medications to abuse, but that I actually do got a really serious anxiety disorder.

I've started walking in the mountains with my father once a week now and will also start climbing in a indoors climbing wall once a week, and I don't have any urge to use anything illegal anymore and everyone say they notice how good I look and how well I'm doing.

The panic attacks I've had the last months is probably a reaction that I'm starting to come back to a normal, everyday kind of life, as the one everyone else are living in. After I feel more stable and hopefully get some friends that are Christian and don't have problems with drugs or drink, I will slowly start to taper down on the anxiety-medication, and perhaps even the Methadone.

The most important thing however is that I continue to seek God, and things like prayer help me more then any substance can do.

 

[dqhall]

Yes, it's horrendous for sure to be so stuck in anxiety that one lose the ability to think and understand what's going on. It's probably better to be on the frontlines in a war, at least then there's a chance to fight back, and to get backup.

My dad was a US Air Force officer. He did combat in Vietnam. I listened to his war stories. I watched war movies. My brother and I wrestled and hurt each other. I remember neighborhood fights involving snowballs. I was dishonest. I found my dad’s inappropriate content books. I liked drinking alcohol. My life went out of control. I yelled at my dad. and had to leave home at the age of 22. I was drinking heavily on the weekends and then started to sip whiskey at work in a container I hid. My boss fired me for failing to complete an assignment. I lost my girlfriend. I was not sure if there is a God.

I prayed for God to help me. I remembered singing hymns in a church youth group. I had tried to read the Bible before, but did not understand much. God abandoned me because I wanted to sin. I thought studying the Bible might give me a chance. I wandered from town to town working odd jobs. I got into trouble again reading Old Testament violent passages. Later I switched to the New Testament. I learned I am not supposed to hurt anyone, like a dove. I liked to read the Gospel of Mark as it is only 16 chapters. The Gospel of John is not violent. Matthew and Luke contain good teachings. Acts is also full of miracles. Paul is difficult to understand, but when understanding comes it is like the first rays of dawn lighting up the world. I remembered reading billionaire Bill Gates memorized Christ’s “Sermon on the Mount,” when he was a child. There were Christians along my path. Some jobs lasted months or years, other times I was at the temporary agency.

It seemed like God was leading me into more New Testament studies. At times I recognized God’s calling is strong. Temptation is a constant problem, yet I have been celibate and free from substance abuse for years. I am in communication with my family. I stopped wanting to go to war and in this way am less likely to hurt myself.

 

[ZaneHe]

Dear Heavenly Father, I pray for @Alv Vatzdal. You send peace and joy to @Alv Vatzdal's heart and good sleep which is really needed. I pray in Jesus name, Amen!