When it released me by the power of God.... I ran to my girlfriend who was sleeping. She said what is wrong you look like you saw a ghost? I had explained to her what had just happened. That was the first time when I was sleeping that , that occured. I was on my way to treatment (inpatient). I was putting my daughter to bed and as she had fallen asleep, I could tell because her breathing had changed....I started to fall asleep. I ususally fall asleep with my hands over my chest. Suddenly it happened again. Only this time I was not only paralized but the blanket became very very tight. I was like oh no!!!!! Not again!!!!! I knew what I had to do but this time before I said it, Jesus Christ my Lord over and over. I could barely move my thumbs enough to grab hold of the covers....You see I knew I had to see what this was on the side of the bed pulling the covers so tight!!!!! I was ready... and as I said Jesus Christ my Lord...I knew I had to be ready to look and as I was released...I quickly looked down to the side of the bed and saw a skinned back going into the floor!!!!!!!!! I was terrified. I knew that it was going to take God to make my recovery work. I knew then that God was the only one that would and could ever help me to succeed in life. My sister was living in Texas and describe the same face to me. When I went to pittsburgh before my mother died....I saw him there. So if you have any doubt that the opposing side is there.... I think I have explained enough. One day before the fist incident occured...I had foolishly spent all my money and had my daughter with me at our best friends home. Her best friend and her mom. I woke up with a quarter in my pocket to use the phone and who could I trust with all the humiliation that I had for what I had done. I called one guy that my daughter went to pre-school with his daughter later becoming very good friends. He said he would come. As we waited at the 7-11. I was pacing back and forth knowing my daughter needed something to eat and drink. I didn't want to take it from the store. There was a bank in the back of this 7-11 and as I stood there watching the people using their cards in the machine and going in and out of the bank....without even knowing I was talking directly to God..... I was looking at the people and in my mind saying God can't you see me... can't you see me standing here needing money so I could get my daughter something to eat and to drink, over and over in my thoughts, shaking my head with complete discust from what I had done. Suddenly, A car pulled in by the side of the road with a women and two children strapped in the back seat. She came running over to me saying....Ma'am, Ma'am, this might sound awful strange.... but God sent me here to give you this money!!!!!!! Do you need to hear more? Well you'll have to wait for my book to come out when it is finished...."Peace Not War in the Mind of an Artist"