I process painful grief from a recent loss. I wake up screaming twice in one week. I use the process of grieving and nightmares to successfully trigger a lucid dream that brings me a unexpected sense of peace.
“…I am sitting on the floor in the bedroom with my hands under some bed covers. The spirit’s hands come through the covers and grab onto my hands. Its nails sink deep into my knuckles, easily slicing through my skin. I can literally feel this in my dream, and it hurts.
In a super low, super creepy voice, I wake myself up clearly screaming, ‘Take them out!’
I check my phone, and it’s exactly 4:01 a.m. My hands hurt so badly that I can barely move them…”