Fear of sleeping alone. Fear. What to do

The method depends on yourself, fear is your own psychological problem, you can adjust, a person lives in anti-theft and fire prevention and other safety hazards, rely on your own brain, beyond yourself you can do. This is your chance to get stronger.

Fear is created by oneself, and being confident and overcoming oneself is equal to fear.

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What should I do if my child is afraid to sleep alone? Star Awareness Project

1. Give the child positive psychological hints: from the aspect of the incident: his thief has been caught by the police.

Encourage children: You are brave and bold 2. Educate children to deal with them: Having a way to deal with them will alleviate the fear in their hearts, for example

Shouting to your parents when the thief comes, we will protect you. 3. The child's "fear" is not the fear of the thief itself, but the fear of the situation in his own imagination. This is characteristic of the development of the 9-year-old child's thinking.

Usually guide children to have positive imagination.

Everyone has their own fears, and what I fear is that when I go to bed at night, that's the hardest hurdle for me to survive.

I slept because I was scared and I had to have someone by my side to sleep with me. Otherwise, as soon as I touched each other's pillows, my mind would start to think wildly. My mind would have fantasies, and then the devils would eat me in the dark.

I remember one night, when it was time for me to go to bed, I sat down next to my mother and shook her vigorously and pleaded, 'Mom, Mom, will you sleep with me?' Just one last night's sleep!

I said it was the last time, but it wasn't. "I'm so old that I don't dare to sleep alone, what a coward, are you really afraid that those ghosts will eat you? Mom scolded me loudly, and shook her head without hesitation.

So I choked two tears that were about to slip from my eyes and a pounding heart, and walked to my room with trepidation. With each step, my heart beat a little faster. That's when I thought again:

An idea came to my head, and in the middle of the night when Mom and Dad were asleep I could sneak into their rooms, and then I was burrowing into their bed. I climbed into my bed in a trembling state, and when I lifted the quilt I felt unusually heavy, and when I closed it, it was like a mountain weighing on me'body. Immediately, the sound of my mother turning off the light "crackled".

Immediately before my eyes there was darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers. My disobedient head couldn't help but pop up some "ghost pictures". I saw that the wardrobe standing next to the bed had become a man-eating monster, baring its teeth and grinning with ferocity

Then the wallpaper turned into a book that told ghost stories, and it kept talking with its mouth open. Droplets of water kept popping up on my body, and my breathing seemed to be getting slower and slower. I lay on the wet pillow in fear, attacked by the ghost ideas that popped into my head.

Suddenly, a light came through my eyes, and I thought it was Superman who had come to my rescue. The light came on, and I slowly opened my eyes and lifted my head, which had just been disobedient to the call, "Ah, it's Mommy." Mom looked at me like a bear, and then she walked to my bedside and reached out and touched my sweaty head, then looked at me and said, "

Cowards come to mom and sleep with you. After saying that, the monsters around me seemed to be scared away by what "Superman" said, and they didn't dare to bully me. My mother put her arms around me, and I closed my eyes and quietly fell asleep.

Well, there should be no more cowardly person in this world than me, a coward!