I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I keep dreaming that my boyfriend is cheating on me.
I had a dream my girlfriend kissed someone else in front of me cheating
Seeing mangalsutra in dream means (a hindu sacred wedding neclace)
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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.
I was traveling by train car with my pets my two cats were with me and I was jumping onto the train cars illegally and hiding from the train yard people and going from train station to train station traveling somewhere I'm not sure where but I was going somewhere and went through my hometown and kept going and we kept hopping train to train. I stopped at a bar in my hometown it seemed unfamiliar but only in my dream. I was traveling with my cat who disappeared Dave.
I was searching for something the world was ending my roomates and my ex bf were with me my ex was not my ex we loved eachother gross we were on the desert and it was barren the whole world was ending
I had a dream I can remember which is a rare thing. It had death in it which seldom happens in my dreams. In the dream – I sensed my dream had reference to another dream I had, but I do not remember that dream. In that other dream, like in movies, my body was clothed and in bad shape so we decide to change the body. And with some sort of magic technology, I get my face and everything back. This time, my old body is sent back to me in a plastic coffin with a USA flag on it. At first, I was surprised and sound drama. They were bringing it back to me. I said to them “I don't know what to do with it guys”. They replied "It's yours...." I instantly felt distant to the situation. I already have my new body now but I knew the dead body is mine. I did not care what was happening. I asked to open the box that now is a plastic coffin. It was warm inside it. I saw my old body. My face was pretty so I barely recognized myself. My legs were very very fine. "Yes they do good work!!! Looks so nice!" Then it was time to take the body, so we (the people bring the body and I) placed it somewhere. But even more strange, the body started to get into the position of a cat and sleep. And it was very soft, like a cat... "Yes it sleeps a lot"
I'm lying on my back and carving designs into the rafters in the attic. A woman (wife but not my wife) and starts complaining about how much time I spend working on the house and not her. She gets down on her knees to see what I'm doing and I stab her in her ear with a pencil. The ear cartilage. She grabs her ear and starts screaming. Rats come out and attack her. I stand up and walk out of the room. I'm now in a very small room with a table, phone book, and phone on the table. I exit that room and I'm at the top of a big and wide spiral staircase. All the walls are wood paneling and I have carved designs in every inch of the wood. When I get to the bottom of the stairs I see some lady I don't want to talk with sitting on my couch looking out the back windows of the living room. Behind her and the couch are a row of exotic animals, 2 lions, a gorilla, and a couple of tigers all in cages with steel bars and bulletproof glass. I climb up on top of the cages and open the gate to the two lions. They come out and attack the lady sitting on the couch. I then exit the front of the house and when I look up at the house, I realize it is actually a castle that I built by hand. I climb up the outside walls and through a window of the room with the table, phone book, and phone. I call for my driver to come to pick me up at the hardware store. When I hang up, I set the phone book on the floor and set it on fire.
Driving on my bicycle towards the house where I grew up and some dogs are chasing me and barks
Dreamed of a talking Bartolin's Cyst. It had a lot to say.
My dream had a scary or ominous feeling. In the dream I was losing my voice so I couldn’t really speak often. my husband and i had a miscarriage and my parents found this weird door that lead under the house after I had said something about the room giving me the creeps and something was off about it. Well after we had moved from that room my husband started acting distant and weird after losing a baby, well the room the nursery was going to be started having weird things happen to it and same things, my dad moved a bunch of stuff and discovered a weird door leading under the house. So he moved everything from it and opened it to figure out what it was for, etc. well while he and my mom were looking at something this creepy kid or something came out and started attacking me or basically killing me but I could barely talk because I was losing my voice so I was saying help over and over again trying to push my voice out, then i woke up still saying help.
I dreamt that there was a man in a black gimp suit who would control the brains of people while they were asleep in a victorian hotel unless they were dreaming about the red suit gimp. We were told the we had to evacuate the hotel and my friend grabbed some of my belongings and met me in a wal-mart esc parking lot, while my dad was inside grabbing the rest of my stuff. But he stopped for barbeque in the kitchen and the black suit gimp took over him. And then the hotel caught on fire.
Someone i haven't spoken to in years started plucking my left over leg hairs that didn't get waxed properly. I really liked this and felt so in love with him and it felt so intimate. I have never had feelings for this guy in real life and I don't even know where he is now. We barely even spoke in real life.