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My husband passed away two months ago. Although we had teenage problems with one of our daighters which had affected our relationship, while he was living I never had any knowledge of him cheating. I recently did find out that his secretary of 13 years, who happens to be single, admitted that he had confided some of the intimate problems we had with my daughter, and how he was feeling so hurt by things she had said to him. She then commented that she was "family". Since then I have been angry that he opened up to her when he didn'y even want to address the issue w me when I asked him. This morning I dreamt that I confronted him (in a dream) and that he admitted he had an affair with this woman. Now I am hurt and angry....bc I probably think he did (as the secretary hinted)? What does it mean?

I dreamt that a girl which I had been with suddenly came into my life with a boy. He was my son and I remember being completely shocked by this. He was a few years old. He hugged me really hard. Then suddenly he was older. Somewhere in the early teens and he was really intelligent. His voice was very similar to my own voice. He said to me that it was okay that I was confused by the whole situation. Also I remember that his mother had named him David and I was angry about this that I didn't had a say in naming him. I can still see his face in my mind and hear his voice. What does this mean?

I'm at a friends house, preparing a small surprise party for another friend arriving from abroad (for some reason, I think they're coming from Poland). I'm grating cheese onto a plate when one of my friends starts using a hairdryer or fan and the grated cheese blows off the plate. We become angry with each other and then everyone in the room starts arguing (I think there's 5 of us). I leave by the back door. I'm in my local village and both sides of the road are lined with severely damaged cars, damaged by other cars driven by people who are infected (I think). I start noticing that the people around me are acting strange, like they're feral. A man walks up to me (not feral) and touches my arm, he's lost and confused. He sees a woman and says "It's you. you've done this". Then there is darkness. We have fallen and he's landed on top of me (I can feel my breasts pressed to his chest) but it doesn't feel sexual. Then I am looking through his eyes (this is interchangeable, sometimes I'm in my head, sometimes in his). Through him I talk to one of his ancestors who tells him they've been searching for him to save them. There is some kind of war going on. Still as him, I'm riding on top of a cart, I jump from it and land on a horse. I slit it's throat. I then flash back to my friends house and I'm in one of my friends heads. She is locked in a closet, feeling confused and acting like the feral people I saw earlier. Someone enters the room and she's scared. Now I'm back behind the mans eyes (I see him as a warrior). Then back to myself. We see each other and feel connected. The war is over. Back to myself in my friends kitchen. I've grated too much cheese and everything is back to normal, no-one remembers anything apart from me and I'm confused. I can remember and I know it happened. I get up and leave through the back door. I want to find the warrior. I wake up.

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