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Dreamt i was popping pimples on ex husbands face we had an awful marriage and divorce he is a narcissist i dream about him most nights. Dear, your subconscious self is tugging at to, urging you to reclaim what you personally lost in the relationship. The pimples are representative of something intangible, and they are on HIS face because in your mind he holds the key to them. The reason you are popping the pimples is because you are trying to reclaim something. When we lose a relationship, we often lose a part of ourselves along with it. Perhaps that part of us is too closely associated with the relationship at the time and it was too hard to hold onto at the time of the breakup. You are finally acknowledging the void the relationship has left for you, when you cast off some of your traits. These things are not something owned by your ex, but perhaps some positive personality trait, important activity, or personal ambition that you threw away when you left the relationship.

Driving home from Cleveland (Where my Grandmother lives) I notice a tall blue flame in my mirror so I stop the vehicle and get out to see what it is. Just as I step out a large explosion and the vehicle of someone else flies past me on fire with the occupants trapped inside. Upon noticing a group of people on the other side of the highway, I run over to them to ask if they know what is happening to which they responded that the did not. A short while later an older professional looking woman tells us that a crazed man with several hundred pounds of volitale chemicals has detonated his vehicle at the state line and there is an ungodly number of people dead or dying and that the military and police are traveling down the road performing mercy killings. I decide that I need to leave quickly so I get in my vehicle and speed off. As I do I call my mother to tell her that I am driving home as quickly as I can and that I lover her, I call my fiance but do not get an answer so I leave a message for her telling her the same. As I hang up the phone I notice a road block of military vehicles and I try to ram my way through to no avail. My vehicle stopped completely a large angry looking soldier reaches through the broken glass of my car, grabs me by the shirt collar and begins pulling me through the window. In a last ditch effort to save my life I reach for the pistol under my driver's seat, point the muzzle at the soldier and squeeze the trigger........this is where I woke up.

I had to run away from something although it was unclear what I was scared off.however my ankle had a very deep gash which was all red and needed stitches. I tried to limp/hop along with no success. Then it switched and I was at dinner but didn't have enough to pay the bill . Next I was swimming with a friend and someone she knew but I didn't. This person let my baby daughter go and when I got over to them my daughter was head down in the pool. I pulled her out and called the ambulance but she seemed ok . I was worried and angry my friend was making excuses for the girl who let her go as everyone knows babies can't swim. Then back to the restaurant where my brother told us te waitress had made nasty remarks about us putting diapers in wrong bin( which I hadn't) on face book. I wanted to see the manager to complain as was very angry but my friend tried to calm me down in case the waitress lost her job. I then said would wait for husband and he could complain as he was better at that and people took him more seriously.

Bascially I had just had a baby on a ward, but the ward didn't look like a ward then it turned horrible, the midwife were getting beaten by the doctors and all the new mums wear chained up and if they didn't behave they woul be strangled or stabbed with a pen, I went over to a man selling hulahoops abd asked him quietly to help us escape, he looked at me and he was my real partner even though in the dream I didn't know who he was. I then very calmly went and got my baby to prevent raising any suspicion, but got caught, doctors were chasing me all the way to this man, I got to him and we jumped into a submarine and went down beneath the hospital floor underwater. Once we had escaped the doctors followed us all around town, we didn't tell anyone in fear that they wouldn't believe us or they'd send us back. One day we were in the car ans the doctors came up and got inside that took us by supprise, they tried grabbing my baby, but we fought back I then opened the car door and shouted help! People came running, then I woke up.

I got a call from my ex boyfriend , John, that I haven't talked to in a couple of months. I called him back and it took a few times for the call to work, but the next thing I know I am at a small white house, almost beach house looking, for us to talk. In my dream, John wasn't what he looked like in real life, it was like an actor was hired to play him, but I and everyone else recognized him as John. We ended up having sex and then a lot of my girl friends and his guy friends show up, and then he tells me he is now gay. I try to be supportive but something seems off. His guy friends are sure he is gay but my friend molly thinks he's lying. I try to convince him to talk to me alone, and he finaly takes me down stairs to the bathroom, in wich he laughs a little and tells me I always had rough, cut up hands (this is odd because in real life he worked part time at a butcher shop and he always had rough cut up hands). Then I woke up

I was at church it was a big building with my family. thier was a lot of people thier it was like an old stadium then for a moment we were waiting and my children where playing while we were waiting for the preacher then i got tired of waiting and i was ready to go, then i went looking for my boyfriend . he was talking to somebody i told him i was ready to go amnd to get the kids then i walked away to the van with my infant the van was parked on a him when i closed the door the van started rolling back and it wrecked and hit the building i jumped to the drivers seat to stop it from rolling back and the i noticed i was driveing the car forward trying to avoid something from the building hitting the car and it hit the car and rolled out in front of us then i stopped the car then got out looked toward the building then realized my kids were still in the church playing and at that second the church started falling apart and i yelled screaming and crying for my kids

Every night for the past month or two I've dreamt of my ex boyfriend . This is last nights dream: I was standing in line at the movie theater with my aunt mom and stepdad, not sure if I was waiting on a ticket or popcorn but I seen my ex's brother. I had this feeling of being nervous because I just knew "He" would be there to. So as I began to walk into theater I saw him with his mom stepdad brother and sister in law, so I went to the next isle trying to adviod him. As the movie played I just had so many thoughts and questions and memories going through my head that I missed the whole movie and didn't even know the name. Before my family and I could get up to leave he was walking over to us and I could feel my stomach knotting up and myself growing even more nervous than before when I seen his brother. And he began talking to me. And dueeing this time he grabbed my hand and just sat there staring into my eyes and asked me on a date. At which I began to tell him that I couldn't because my babysitter had to go home as soon as I got home from the movies. Herhen walks up to my stepdad (which most people are very intimidated by)

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