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Cheating, Infidelity Dreams Dreaming of infidelity and cheating can be among the most disturbing of dreams. If it’s your partner who is cheating, you may waken with feelings of betrayal and heartache. If it’s you that is doing the cheating, you may be left with feelings of confusion. Keep in mind that most dreams are symbolic, and a dream of cheating on someone, or being cheated on, usually represents a deeper need that should be addressed. Are you the one cheating? You may want to ask yourself what it is that you need from your partner that you are not getting in real life. Are you uncomfortable asking for your needs to be met, or is your partner unwilling, or unable, to meet them? Is there a lack of connection between the two of you; do you feel you’re drifting apart? Do you feel that you are missing out on something, or are your responsibilities overwhelming you, leaving you little time to nurture yourself? Are you cheating with someone you know? Are they someone you have fantasized about in real life? Yes, this could just be a wish fulfillment dream, but sex in dreams most often represents a symbolic connection. What are the qualities of the person you are having sex with? Are they qualities you would like to embody? If you dream that you are having an affair with someone who is artistic and playful, it may mean that it’s time for you to embrace your artistic, playful side. Is your partner cheating? There may be a chance that you are intuitively picking up on something going on between you and your partner, but remember that most often dreams are symbolic, so dreaming your partner is cheating on you doesn’t necessarily mean they are being unfaithful. You may be feeling a disconnection that needs to be healed, or that your partner is being unsupportive. The feeling of betrayal may be an indicator that you are feeling a loss, or a lack of connection, in your own life. You may be insecure, or fear being abandoned. Adultery dreams are a sign that something is missing from the dreamer’s life. So often, in real life, when someone seeks to have an affair, it’s simply to avoid a problem they don’t want to deal with. Dreaming of adultery is a warning that an underlying problem needs to be addressed. Remember that dreams are often catalysts for the healing process. Be honest with yourself about both your relationship with your partner and yourself, and let the healing begin.

The dream started was that I was at this play with my chorus class. It was dark inside the auditorium, and it had something to do with 'Lucifer'. I remember a girl singing about something wearing a dress. I noticed that my friend was crying. In the real life, she is Catholic, and I was thinking she was crying something about the play. When we arrived to school, some people confronted her, and I confronted her later to ease in on her. My other friend - who was one of her really good friends(also Catholic) - was doing the same. It was obviously something about the play, but I wanted to ask if she was ok and what was bothering her. "Don't you get it? It said...Lucifer." I understood from the beginning, but her friends seemed to catch on. "Oh..Satan," she finally seemed to say. Right after that happened, I entered my 8th period class this year. There have been rumours about the person that he was 'Satan' or 'Lucifer' himself. When I entered the classroom, he was pretty polite..... then the classroom changed into a bathroom. There were 3 or 4 other people in the shower with one of them being a boy I knew. We had to apparently take a shower. It wasn't embarrassing, but it was just something we had to do. I wasn't confused, but just entered the shower willingly. From what I remembered, there must've been a tv in there. All I was trying to do was stay away from 3 of the people in there who were probably the same gender and were making out. After it was over, I left with my towel walking out of the classroom with eventually changed into my chorus clothes. I wanted to use the bathroom "downstairs" in my school where the cafeteria also was to change back. Everyone was already there. That's when I met another one of my friend in the bathroom which had short stalls and a sort of maroon coated background and tiles. A few seconds later the 'Satan' guy entered. "Everyone out except for her," he called pointing at another one of my friend. From what I remember, he was a white bald man(not anyone I knew in particular) - average sized. The other students were confused and just went out casually. Some other kids stayed inside, but he didn't mind. I stood by the door to eavesdrop. "I will make a deal with you....I will give you any piercing and body cut if you do something for me..." I was glad I at least caught that part and went away to lunch. At my table, instead of my lunch friends sitting there, there were 3 other guys sitting there with one of them being the guy from 'the shower' who I knew. "Oh your friends aren't here.... guess they decided to ditch you or something," he said. I was trying to find them around the cafeteria. "Oh well," I thought. Some of my other friends were sitting at the next table, so I went to talk to them instead. I told some of them about the 'satan' guy and parts of what happened in the bathroom. That's when I realized that when I looked the other way, the guy I had a huge crush on was sitting and talking with his friends at the end of the table. My friends that I sat with at lunch still weren't showing up. A few times he came to talk with the 3 boys at the table where my friends sat at.When lunch was over, I was walking and chatting with another friend back inside. The sky was a pinkish red. That's when I said something along the lines of "What if the 'satan' teacher turned the sky just completely pure red." I was gliding my arm over my head "That'd be creepy," we both agreed. When we were walking inside, the same guy I used to like was standing there. He usually sped up a few steps before or after me with his friends. I could tell that he was trying to get my attention from him ignoring me at the same time. I simply ignored him, but my friends and I walked a few more steps...and that's when the friend that was in the bathroom with the 'devil' and was smiling. "Hey look at me," she said giddily. I looked at her to see her her lift up two fang -shaped flaps of skin with piercings below and the the side of her mouth. "Oh..no," I said shaking my head. That's when the dream ended. I searched up a few of the dream meanings. This obviously doesn't mean something good. Please help me interpret it. Thank You.

I stabbed a stranger, I don’t remember why but he was in our yard. I killed him and I felt it, I felt his blood splatter my face, the warmth as I stabbed and stabbed and ripped open his chest. My husband was with me, not stopping me nor helping, Just watching me. I dragged his body over the lawn of this beautiful house I do not live in but I sort of did you know? The grass was freshly cut and covered in dew, even though it was midday in summer, It wasn't hot. It wasn't cold enough for dew either. I put him in the garden shed, He was dead by now. I went along and cleaned the grass off, not with a hose but endless tissues as if it were fine carpet. My older sister, which I don't have comes home. Her husband and her kids all have no faces, Just black. Daughter 3, Brown curls and pigtails. Son unknown, I saw nothing. Husband roughly 40, Dark hair. My older sister was a short, stumpy fat blonde, I have seen her before, I know this because she had a face. My husband and I were in our room, Which looked more like the intensive care unit in the Mental Health section of the hospital, It was empty and dark but I knew it was white. My sister walked in she brought sudden light to the room and asked me how I was. I told her good but she wasn’t satisfied and continued to ask questions, but the one thing she didn’t ask about and that I was sure she would, was why there is blood all over me. Was this a normal look for me? I told her, I told her how I killed a man and he was in the back shed, No one particularly cared except my sister, not even the children. She was so shocked, she asked me for the weapon and I had forgotten what I had used. Turns out it was some old dagger with what looked to be a big chicken bone as the handle, strange. I ended up stabbing her to death after catching a glimpse of the weapon. No one was bothered by my second killing, I suppose she did look like a nagging twat. My husband was known for the bad things he had done in the past, He has a reputation around here, He killed a man with his own two hands, He went to jail and broke out, disappeared for ten years, Turns out he was on the other side of the world working in a kitchen, Not a regular kitchen. drugs. He spoke for the first time that day and simply said for me to “Stop it”. “There’s already two dead, what’s left to stop”? I said to him tauntingly “I’m calling the police and you aren't going anywhere”. He shouted I continued to explain how bad this could look for him also, I cut my arm with the weapon and smashed a beautiful vase across my head and proceeded to hug him transferring most of the blood and slipping the knife into his pocket. I pulled out the cell and dialed for the police, I told them my husband was trying to kill me and he was already killed two, gave them the address and hung up. I kissed him and walked out of the house laughing hysterically.

To begin, my current roommates, a number of our friends, the boy am I am dating Scott, his girlfriend and myself are all living in a very large victorian house. Part of the house gets flooded, one of the rooms being my bedroom. I am forced to sleep in another bedroom, and for some cruel reason, I am placed in Scott and his girlfriend 's room. The room is rather large and there is a curtain dividing my half of the room from theirs. It all feels a little weird and uncomfortable, but becomes more uncomfortable when I walk in to Scott's girlfriend rifling through my things. She starts to discredit my taste in books, stating that it's simplistic and lacking the classics. I retort, declaring I've read the books, but don't own them. I'm getting very angry and want her to leave, when Scott arrives and starts listening to what she has to say. She begins insulting me to him, laughing and questioning how he could ever be with someone who lacked good taste. Scott has always commented I have excellent taste, but in my dream, he laughs at me with his girlfriend . I ask him why he is doing this now, so he looks at me and says, "what am I supposed to do?" This felt very significant to me, and I walked out of the room and away from the situation as quickly as I could.

I dreamed I was back at the Center with lots of people I knew. Carlye had her baby and had lost lots of weight. I was amazed at how skinny she was and then laughed at the irony of her being so skinny here. I saw Andie as well though only for moment, and Christine was nowhere to be found. I dreamed I then refused to eat and got tubed, but fought back and pulled it out several times. Carlye was then pregnant again and was doing last call but the half wasn’t up. Liv was also with, however simply visiting. I was so embarrassed to be back yet relieved and feeling safe. But everyone had been giving me crap for the tube, especially Amber. I didn’t deserve this, she said, I deserved to be living my life.

I had a dream that my whole family was upstairs, and my dad was fixing the door to my room. I heard glass break downstairs. It was intruders. We ran into the room across from mine and my dad locked the door. My dad told us to jump out of the window so that we wouldn't be hurt by the intruders. I went first, then my little sister, then my older sister, and then my mom. I didn't see my older sister or mom or dad jump out of the window because I was too busy running with my little sister to my neighbors house down the street. We hid in her car when my mom and older sister came bursting through the door. My dad wasn't with them. When I asked where he was, my mom simply said, "He didn't make it". He died. In the dream, a few days later, I was with my mother in her room, and she was cleaning out her closet and she found a cassette. When we played it, it was a video of the intruders shooting my father.

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