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I am happily married and have a great life.. With that said I had a dog who was in every way my best friend. She would search for me if she knew I was home but didn't see me. I put her down last Feb. it was to date the hardest broken heart to date. I dreamed of her for the first time ever last night. In my dream she was okay except had to have two legs removed in surgery. In my dream I was so angry at my husband because it wasn't his call to make. She was my dog and NO ONE ever was allowed to make decions concerning her but me. But in my dream I came home to him having made the choice to have this done vs putting her down. I woke up VERY upset. More upset at the fact that she wasn't here then anything else. When I went back to sleep I dreamt of our newest little dog that we have to help fill my dead dogs missing place... We have 2 others but the one that's gone and the one that I have had for the last 6 months are small and female.. They are "my" dogs. Anyway. After going back to sleep I went into a dream where a woman who I could see her face was telling me that it is very bad, and that she killed her. I asked if it was Rea my dog. She said no Rea had killed a cat. But Rea was in bad shape. I looked up and Rea was between to mattresses with her head cloked and at closer look her neck was slashed open but she was still alive. What could these dreams mean?

I was in this room, the kitchen was next to it, and another room was beside mine. I woke up in the middle of the night, I walk into the kitchen and I found my friend masturbating, When I caught him doing that we both starting laughing, then I said I was going back to bed. I turn around, and I saw this grown man standing beside my bed, I didn't know what to do, so I told my friend he said I was just seeing stuff. So, I get back into my bed and I saw this women figure walking across the room, and I started panicking.

Last night I dreamed that I cheated on my long term boyfriend with one of my male friends. (a little bit of back story is that I used to have a crush on this friend and my feelings for him almost ended my current relationship a few times). In my dream I felt as though I really loved this friend and I ended up staying at his house and he kissed me. We started making out and eventually he just said "I'm so lonely" as he pulled out his raging boner. Except his voice and face started to resemble my boyfriend . We ended up having unprotected sex and I was filled with desire but also fear and regret. First of all I went out and got some emergency contraceptive because I couldn't have a love child from this affair. Then all I could think about was how guilty I felt. I wanted to tell my boyfriend what had happened but I didn't know how. I saw my friends mom after and she got mad at me about "ruining her innocent boy" (his family is rather religious but I havent really met them). The rest of the dream was filled with anxiety and guilt and just feeling lost in general.

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My dream entailed a former love interest teaching me how to box in bright pink gloves. We then found ourselves in a homeless area with fires burning in bins. He then called up a chariot which took us down a highway really fast, another horse came from the opposite direction causing us to collide. We had to walk down the highway which was now quiet - next thing a herd of cows came running towards us, a calf bit my hand so i pushed him in a room on the side of the road as I feared what was next to come from behind a door that suddenly appeared in front of us.

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It's all black and white, everything. A stone sidewalk, with older cars buzzing through the streets. I look down to see polkadot fabric, and touch my hair to feel a neat up do adorning the back of my head. I'm walking down the stone sidewalk as I study the crumbling buildings around me. Suddenly I stumble upon a crowd gathered in the street. My eyes connect with a man across the way. Everything is black and white, except the mans red badge around his military jackets left arm, and his crimson red hat. He smiles and comes towards me. He begins to speak, but I can never quite catch what he's saying. His lips don't match any English words, and no matter how much I concentrate I can't quite make out the robotic, hushed English that fills my head. He suddenly grows flustered with me and storms off away and that's when I wake up, feeling depressed for weeks.

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