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'm 21 and have never had a *****ual or romantic relationship however I dreamt that I had a husband who was what I'd consider my perfect man however I have never met this man before . Anway the dream begins whereby I've apparently just given birth to our son and am now running away with him. I happen to get help from my friends in terms of running away as they drive me away and make it a significant distance however in the back of my mind I am aware that theres nowhere I can run without my husband ever finding me, he is so powerful that he has almost everyone working for him or his supporter. I continue to flee from him with our newborn son however. Somehow in the dream it becomes late and we stop at the shaddest hotel on the assumption that it too low class for him to be there however upon entering the rooms its apparent that the outside of the hotel is a facade since the inside is beautiful . I take to sleeping on the floor with my son whilst I give my friends the bed since its a single room. Just before we go to bed they ask me to lock the bedroom door and as I attempt to do that I realise my husband is unknowingly in the adjacent room and undressing his shirt and I'm shockingly very attracted to his body ...I then frantically try to lock the door before he sees me only to realise that the door is too small and wont lock. I then inform my friends that he is in the adjacent room they then decide to reveal themselves and beg for his forgivness for helping me in my escape . I hide behind my hotel room door and hoping to not be seen by him however my friends give away my current position. He then comes into the room and looks me directly in the eye ,his eyes were shockingly turquoise and the iris was not that recognisable as it was sort of smugged (surprising since I like green eyes ) and I find myself being again attracted to him and a part of me recognises that I'm severly inlove with him however out of shame of having run away and refusing to beg for his forgiveness like my friends did (I am being defiant ) I tell him that I'd like a divorce . He takes our son gets into bed and I'm fully expecting him to argue with me and yet he pays me no mind he instead give attention to his son and tells me that divorces complicate things whilst looking at our son he then says that we can just split up and still be legally married . He says all this whist not even looking at me and for some reason even though I asked for the divorce I'm devastated that he'd let me go so easily without fighting for me .. I fell rejected by him whilst I stand at the foot of the bed contemplating whether I should also get on the bed or not I eventually get on and then the dream ends . I'm unsure as to what this dream means since I have no relationship or marriage prospects and yet this dream is disturbing me . Also the man portrayed as my husband is one I fancy myself having ,he is strong, masculine , financially powerful and handsome . Why them am I running away from him and yet feel hurt when he permits me to leave him.
2016-04-28 02:03:03
It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.
2015-11-30 01:54:37
Pulling and plating hair
2015-01-24 12:59:38
Ok so I had the dream twice over three days - so one day between them. The dream starts with me in my bed, then my housemate Niko calls me from his room downstairs and asks for my help. I go down to his room and he says he needs help translating something. I go into his room and trees a Canada goose - the beautiful black and white ones - on the floor by his bed. Suddenly I am transported and find myself in a forest in winter. It's very bleak and flat - everything is covered in thick white snow. The trees are talk and thin and black - almost like birches but black and very tall. They form two thick rows with an avenue in between them. I am standing outside the trees and everything else around me is tundra. Snow is falling, but lightly floating, very gentle. The sky is grey and it's hard to see the distinction between ground and sky. There is no sound at all. I'm looking around and up in the air and I see a Canada goose fly overhead - as it's flying I hear its' wings, but instead of making the sound of wings they make the sound of branches cracking under someone's feet, as if someone was walking on the forest floor. It's echoing like sound does on snow in a large area - muffled but echoing and big. More and more geese start flying over and eventually there's a giant flock of them flying overhead and the sound becomes overwhelming. And that's basically the whole dream! In the dream I move between seeing myself and seeing from my own point of view - for example I see myself in my pajamas when I am in my flat but in the forest I mainly see my arms and body - I'm wearing a brown winter coat I own, basically the only colour in that scenario. I do occasionally see my own face looking up at the birds.
2014-12-08 12:42:47


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