blacking out for 1 second quite often – anything to worry about?

Hi

I personally dont think its anything to worry about or get checked but after talking to my nearly husband he has become quite concerned…
Quite often i "black out" but only for about a second.
It usually happens if I am tired, too hot or in a lot of pain (i have real bad IBS so when i get the pain it is unbearable)
all i remember is feeling my whole body jerk and i open my eyes, i cant be out for more that a second at a time.
I do pass out quite a bit too, i cant handle heat, i just collapse when i get too hot and also due to ibs i often go without food which obviously makes me collapse.

Atheists/Christians, What do you think about this incident that happened to me? Could it be a miracle?

I am suffering from a mental problem (which I cant mention here) and I was an atheist (ex-Christian).
The problem was getting so serious that one night in bed I could not get sleep.

Psychologically how do you explain this incident that happened to me? Or could it be a miracle from God?

I was suffering from a mental problem (which I cant mention here) and I was an atheist(ex-Christian).

Is there a way i can fall asleep instantly?

????????????????????????

Suggestion:

I like that answer toasty i agree

Tell me what you think of my story so far?

OK so this is the first/second chapter for my book.
What do you think?

Chapter 1
“Hi my name is Joey”
That is the only thing you have heard her say. It was in 5th grade and the whole class had to say hi and their names. You were two feet away from her and messing with your friend Erin so you weren’t really paying attention. You said your name after her and then sat down and listen to the teacher talk about graphs and charts. (Which you found rather boring) Not thinking about the girl called Joey.
After school and summer you would see her at the pool or on the other side of the park and she might have said hi a few times, but you would be always caught up in other pointless things. So she would look away and do whatever she was doing again. Then in September you got an invite to her birthday, Erin was going so you decided to go. Joey stared at you all though out the party and whenever you looked at her she would smile and wave. You waved back but before you could say one word to each other something would distract one of you. Now you’re in the 9th grade and you walk into the new high school and you see Joey. She has wild eyes and drops her stuff, but hurries to pick it up and runs away. She must be nervous for high school. You think and you go to 1st period and enjoy your boring day. Then, when you come home you drop your book bag and turn the TV on and see Joey’s face. You turn the volume up…”She was walking home from school at 2:32 and then at 2:39 she was confronted by two men wearing all black pants and gold shirts…” Now you are worried. You listen even more. ”…Then soon after they attacked her they shot her in the back. She died instantly.” You hear a sad sweet voice saying it’s over.
Chapter 2
“Dead? Dead? Joey…she was a good kid. Oh My God.” You think. You turn the TV off and walk to your room. You don’t believe Joey could be dead. She was a shy, plain girl. Why would anyone want to kill her? Your mom walks in the house from work she says hello; you smile and lay on your bed. You try to fall asleep but your phone rings. “Hello” You say. “Holy sh-t Dylan! Did you watch the news!? Joey. The girl from are class? I can’t believe this… Holy Crap Dylan!” You sigh. “Can I think? Call you later.” You hang up. You never really thought of Joey before, She was plain with cute eyes. She got straight A’s and has never missed school. She blended in… You knew she liked you, But you never seemed to have time to talk to her. What was the last thing she said to you? Hi? We never really did talk. Oh man you regretted that now. Big time. You started to hear the voice again. “I died. Happy? That’s all I wanted you to be.” You sit up. Nightmares. You think. But it was way too real. Is she still here? No, Impossible. Your mom walks in. “I heard about Joey. I’m sorry. Did you know her?” You nod. “I’m sorry… There is a funeral for her tomorrow. Would you like to go?” You nod once again. “Ok.” Your mom leaves you there. Soon you fall into a deep, deep sleep of nightmares and Joey.
“Sweetie, Wake up.” You hear your mom’s voice from your bedside. “You have to get ready for the funeral.” You’re confused. A funeral? Then you remember, Joey. She’s still dead. You sit up to see your mom’s kind smile. You get up from your bed and your mom leaves; you get on your suit and tie and walk downstairs. Your mom is in the car. “Come on.” She says. On the way there you think why you even care. You never talk to her; she never was your friend. She was just there. But something was making you miss her. Your eyes missed seeing her smile at you; your brain missed you thinking of helping her with her books. Your hand missed waving back at her. Your mouth missed smiling at her. You just missed her. “Here” Your mom calls with a very high pitch voice. You get out and see a casket with a picture of Joey next to it. Her body is in there. Should I go see it? You hesitate then go over there. Her Black hair is curled and her lips are pink and Rosie. It makes it hard to believe that’s a dead body. You laugh at the thought of her jumping up out of the casket and being surprised to see everyone crying over her. All of a sudden you feel numb and faint. It feels like someone is holding on to you, singing and crying. You miss me right? Miss. Miss. Miss. You look around. No one is near you. You sit down and the rest of the funeral is a haze.