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I dreamt that I discovered I had an adopted brother and sister my entire life, but my parents had never introduced them as that to us so I never realised. It happened really suddenly that I was at home in New Cross, in my room but as an adult, and I think I'd heard some news story about adoption and it had made me think- I wish I had adopted siblings. And all of a sudden it came over me that I did. I'd had an adopted brother this whole time and I had never realised / put 2 and 2 together. I collapsed in tears of joy and sadness at the same time. I ran to where my mum and sister Joanna were tidying away clothes and tried to help and ask questions but I could barely function. My adopted brother was there too - he was a tall, handsome Asian man, very gentle and kind. I asked my mum and dad questions - it turns out they adopted two children, a Polish girl (who was not as close, a difficult adoption it seemed) and this Asian boy, who we had always grown up with and never questioned why. I asked my dad why they never explained to us: "because your mother said you children might not accept / try to sabotage them if you saw them as competition, so decided it was better to not say anything at all." This was classic my parents' approach to parenting- not trusting the kids and keeping their own confidences. I ran away from the room and as I ran I kept collapsing in floods of tears. My whole sense of being and understanding of who I was felt shaken, but I was also overwhelmed with love and affection for this sibling I had never recognised as such. The whole time he was there, quietly and gently present, aware of the emotional roller coaster I was going through and I had hugged him many times in tears already, and apologised for not knowing sooner. I ran upstairs - collapsing in piles of tears alof the way - back to my bedroom where he was in the bed and threw myself into his arms in the darkness and in my tears. I woke up then, not 100% sure if the love I expressed in that moment was more than that for a brother. It was possibly the relief of finding a soul mate. I dreamt this after an argument with my brother who earlier that day said he could not help me / give me advice about my relationship with Ben. I was very hurt and cried a lot - similarly completely overwhelmed / isolated. I felt quite betrayed by him in that moment. He has always been my closest confidante.

It was night time and there were people gathered very rowdy and intoxicated huge Loud loud evil heavy music I've not heard before was blaring all around me along with people yelling and talking laughing and screaming at eachother and meanly hurling insults. Huge fires in fire pits and it was like some sort of wild bonfire party. But these people were not nice they were rowdy fighting screaming and all sorts of bad things were happening. They gathered around me in a big circle myself with arms tied behind my back and I was disheveled and bleeding from my nose and beat up but not crying. I remember two woman sitting on giant pair of Buffalo Horn mounted on a tall doorway we were in a hastily built structure big enough for a crowd to form the circle around me. The woman were jeering at me calling me names and then people began pushing me some spit on me tearing at my clothes. I was beligerant and caught the eye of the women they were dressed like cowgirls I remember. I remember I said how could you do this I am a woman just like you. They laughed and mocked me. I was raped by men beaten and I didn't cry or stop fighting even when they had me down and the men took turns I didn't cry. Then I was alone everything was gone I just remember miles and miles of dirt and dust blowing all around my body but I wasn't in my body anymore I was looking down at it from above. The silence was awe striking.I think I must have been dead.

I was vacationing with my parents at a beach house that we used to visit, and I had brought my computer bag filled with a single change of clothes and some other things; because I have to travel back and forth to uni so in the event that my mum and I get storm stayed we're not outta clothes. I was complaining about how we were staying there for a week and I only have a single set of clothes. In actuality I wanted to make it sound like I only had the clothes on my back because it was incredibly sudden that we went out there and I didn't have a chance to grab my laptop. But my mum casually hand waved it off saying that we could just wash and dry them there...except no because they didn't have a washer and the only "dryer" was a clothes line. So at a stalemate I just decide fuck it, I'm teleporting back home and getting my computer and some clothes proper. I place down a slightly glowing orange symbol in the room I was staying at so I could more easily warp back here and jumped trying to teleport myself back to my house. I wasn't successful though and it was at that point that I realized that I hadn't placed a marker in my room at home either. The shade of the orange symbol was a proper orange, and the symbol was kinda like a solid colored heart with a thick lined circle around it I think. It wasn't even that big either, about the size of your average coaster. Anyways my cousin and aunt, who were apparently staying with us, come in and telling them of my plight it turns out I could use my cousin to warp to their house, and then work my way back home. So I pick up a book that has like maps of streets and interconnecting streets in the general are, so I manage to jump to their house, landing in my cousin's room. And wouldn't you know there's a symbol kinda like mine but in a deep blue...except it wasn't that my cousin also could teleport; it was more like it was a place of returning.

In the dream i was married to a guy and it was our first the being married and he wanted us to spend that first day at his family house. While at his family house i was washing few clothes together with a female (all blouses ) that we were going to give away to charity, later his mother came and starting being unkind to me. When the guy I’m married to came out of the house,the mother started complaining to him and he asked her what did you do and that I wouldn’t have reacted like that for nothing, because I told her off. After that he drove her home. I went out to get something, I entered a bus that had several floors from 1 to 56, and I was sitting on the 56th floor. I was gone for a while and when the asian guy returned from driving his mom, he got worried and sent few guys to come look for me and they found me in the bus and brought me home.

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