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Hi, My husband and I visit the staff at my current job and it seems as if I no longer work there. While talking in my office, an extremly obese naked patient walks up to me and urinates on me. Things become hectic and soon people are turning into vampires and biting victims. I am running around in an effort to remain safe. After things calm down, I go to find my husband who I found has been bitten and he wants to bite me, enticing me that it is great, etc. I think for a moment and realize this is not what I want and I flee. I wake up or at least that is all I remember

Me, my mom, and my friends went to a hotel for my birthday. There was a fat guy who my mom tried to convince me to be friends with, but I didn’t want to get to know him. Then, when all my friends were asleep, he came and asked to come in, I said no. Then, he tried to come in and I stopped him. He went to the room across the hall and came back with my uncle, Aidos. I think Aidos had something on his shoulder, like Anela. They were going to hurt us. I kinda stopped Aidos from getting to my mom. He tried to take me out of our room and hurt me, but I got out of his grip and came back in. He left. Inside our room, the fat guy was on my moms back and she couldn’t get him off. He was wearing a lightish blue shirt. He was hurting her and she gasped. I tried to pull him off, then I pushed them on the bed and tried to pry him off my mom and pull my mom out. After I pulled her out, she didn’t make much of an effort to get away because she was hurt. I was kinda mad because of that. Then, I tried to hurt him. I think I halfway woke up at that point. The dream terrified me and I couldn’t bear to see my mom get hurt. I forced myself back into the dream and got a knife and began stabbing him everywhere I could to hurt him because I could find no other way to hurt him. Then, I decided scraping out his eye with the knife would hurt him. That’s what I did. Then I woke up.

I had a sincere dream about my drug addiction. It started with moving out of Drew, going through all of the halls and seeing no decorations whatsoever. At some point I got wrapped up with Aubrie and did something with her involving JuJu. I remember I kept bugging Adam because it was his birthday and I was so happy and he was too but he wanted to sleep, but I kept trying to wake him up and convince him to smoke pot. He said he would but I didn’t wait for him. Instead I began my journey to the dug-outs to smoke, except I went at the same time Tim did. He went with a purpose and I got so ridiculously high in the dream I couldn’t even take a second hit of my one hitter, I passed it to Alex and Josh who decided to smoke with me. I remember telling Aubrie I would smoke her up too but I decided not to. I walked back and he walked back with me and I was just like running into him, I couldn’t even walk and I spiraled twice, I told him I was so high and he asked me if I remembered what I said about getting high before, like it was going on an adventure, and I told him I remembered. And he explained that the smoking he was just around really didn’t seem like an adventure. I told him that I’m probably a drug addict but that I want to change. We sat outside in this lounge-fused with the parking lot for awhile, watching something or maybe talking. Austin joined us. At this point Tim and I were extremely flirty. But nothing would happen. I remember walking away, saying I’d be back in like five minutes and I went into this weird dorm/classroom combo building to my dorm, and I tried to pack but it took me forever, and I got relatively naked and put on white heels. I walked past Devyn on these exceedingly long stairs and we brought up our memories about how we weren’t really friends and it was an effort to even touch each other in huggy group pictures. It was calm but inwardly hostile. I left the building and the scene was still pretty calm but then I walked out and I saw Tim just bludgeoning this guy, he told me that he was dead anyway and shit had hit the fan, about this couch tipping over or something…the scene got really frantic, cops everywhere, a lot more violence, and I had to balance this couch on my shoulders but I kept hurting other people with it. At the dead of night it was finally over, Austin and Tim left for a few minutes and I sat there but it felt like a lifetime. I just wanted him to come back so I could tell him how I felt so it could be perfect… then the people in these couch wars started threatening my email in French. I woke up

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