Recent dreams containing yourself page 7

Seeing yourself kissing a girl you do not know in dream means

Seeing yourself kissing a girl in dream means

Seeing yourself telling woman to cut your hair in dream means

Seeing yourself nude

Floating above yourself

There were 2 guys and a girl, that I don't actually know, in my dream. I knew who was supposed to fall in love with who, as if it was a film I had already seen. The one for my eventually started to fall in love with me. I can't remember of his physical body, except that he had long hair (which I really rarely find attractive on a boy). He was so cute and sweet in his ways of being with me. We did stuff together only, when our friends (which don't actually exist) were together. I really feel like I love(d) him and now I kinda miss him. I was really sad when I woke up and that obviously my dream ended. The weird thing is that I NEVER have happy dreams, and nor did I EVER fall in love with anyone in my whole life (I'm 16). I felt confortable with him, while I don't even feel confortable with my own mother (social anxiety). Is this maybe cause deep down I want to find love or something? I already had dreams that kind of happened after. Oh gosh I just remembered that the day before I had said to my spiritual guides or whatever you call them "please show yourself to me" or something. This could be it too lol...... O.O To resume once again, I made up everything in my dream, even the places. The where only objects that I have (like my old dolly house) or references to stuff in my life (kids from people from my korean lesson => I've never heard of them).

Wetting yourself

To see yourself up high in the clouds holding onto your son for dear life and his hand slips and he falls

The dream begins in a new empty house my parents are about to move in to. As I look around, I walk into an open closet and on the floor is a black-crystal crucifix necklace with a silver chain. The necklace is beautiful and I assume the person/persons that lived there before must have left it behind. I put it on. I'm then in school, the class is letting out. Standing in the crowded hall are two male detectives talking to my professor when he points in my direction. The two detectives come toward me, they ask about my necklace and how I've come to find it. I tell them, explaining I'd found it in my parent's new home. They then show me a picture. The picture is of a young woman who looks almost identical to me, only her hair is lighter and she is a little thinner, also, she is wearing the necklace. One of the detectives tell me that she has been missing and if I have any clues as to her whereabouts to come forward. I of course say yes, but get the feeling that they think I might be involved. Later that night, I'm in my dorm. I hear my name being called and curiously, I investigate. As I'm walking down the long hall, the large windows of the dormitory reflect not me, but the girl from the photo. I am incredibly freaked out, but retain a calm composure. The voice eventually leads me into the girl's restroom. And there, standing beside the bathroom stall is the girl from the photo. I tell her about the detectives looking for her earlier and that she needed to come forth because they think I had something to do with it. We have an exchange and out of frustration, I end up yelling at the girl. She smiles and pushes me back saying: “I want you to know, you're talking to yourself.” And standing there alone in the bathroom staring into the mirror above the sink is only me. I scream, running down the halls of this dormitory. As I'm running I can still see that girl being my reflection in the windows. As this is happening, I can also hear indistinct chatter of multiple voices running together. I then fall to the floor holding my ears sobbing. I look up at the door to the supposed dormitory in front of me that reads: WARD. I then realize that I am not in college, that what I'm in isn't a dormitory at all, it's a mental institution. I have never been in college, nor have I ever been institutionalized.

Fighting yourself free through heavy fog