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a few weeks ago i had the stupidest fucking nightmare that made me have the worst/scariest reaction of my life.
one night i made myself extremely physically sick by messing with my sleeping schedule and consuming things i shouldn't have. i ended up bedridden for 2 days feeling the worst i've ever felt in my life. i couldn't eat anything for all that time except 1 fruit, literally. I felt like if i even tried to get out of bed, i would immediately faint. and i didn't even know what to focus my thoughts on because some things made it worse. so i started marathoning the anime One Piece to keep my mind off of everything. i must have watched around 40 episodes in one day.
that night, i had a nightmare that one of the villains, Doflamingo, was going to kill me. i woke up still thinking i was in the dream for at least 5 minutes. i ran to the bathroom thinking about screaming or running to somebody, but then i somewhat realized it was a dream. and kept telling myself it wasn't real. i tried taking a hot shower, cause that always calms me. and right then my stupid sister knocks on the door saying she wants to shower, while i'm in a state of literally being scared to death. imagine the feeling you would get if someone was in your house, looking for you, after having killed your family. that's the kind of state i was in. that's the sort of terrified my body was acting like. i was only able to calm myself down after i started watching videos of beach waves, waterfalls and soothing nature for about an hour. god it helps SO MUCH. i've had nightmares before, but i always just wake up from them annoyed. this was my first experience with the whole "waking up screaming and sweaty with heart pounding" sort of nightmare
I used to have frequent shopping dreams about 2 months ago. They would always take place in big stores and I would either buy lots of items, or end up with nothing because I lost my money or it got stolen.
It’s not often I can buy myself things irl and just before those dreams started I had the opportunity to do so but I fucked up and never got my stuff. I used to feel really bad about it, I haven’t been having these dreams in a while though so I guess I got over it.
Other than that I often dream about hanging out with my old friends from school. My current friends rarely appear, it’s always the ones I haven’t seen/talked to in 3+ years. I wasn’t very fond of them so I’m not sure what that’s about.
Il have regular dreams about not being able to find the classroom, having missed most of the lessons that year by accident, not having done the homework and then making a fool of myself in class, etc, etc.
The thing is I left college FIVE fucking years ago. I guess I just hated my time there that bad.
On the bright side, anxiety dreams are the worst of it. Somehow as a kid I 'learnt' that I could escape nightmares by rolling my eyes and that would wake me up. After a few years I just stopped having proper nightmares at all. I should be thankful for that at least, I guess.>>10410
I am so jealous.
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I keep having dreams with giant house spiders.
Because my house is infested with them.
When I was a kid, my abusive mother still had shared custody of me. Whenever it was her turn to take me I wasn't allowed to contact home, and she would scream about how I didn't love her and how her house was my home. I would end up trapped there for weeks sometimes and I can't even explain how trapped and awful it felt.
I'm an adult now and I've cut my mother out of my life even though she still tries to contact me on a regular basis.
I often have nightmares about being a child in her care at her house, a lot of them featuring her scumbag boyfriends who were also abusive and the guilt tripping to make me stay. >>10410
Are they antidepressants? I remember when I took them I had really beautiful dreams.
I just had the strangest and scariest dream today. I was being chased by someone and I hide in a big cupboard in my home. He found me eventually and i began to cry hysterically, so he stabbed me multiple times until i'm dead. then suddenly i woke up, heart racing, breath hitched a few times. i automatically checked my body if there's any damage, but fortunately, my body is okay. the strangest part was, i saw the killer's face and characteristics clearly. he is a bone-thin build, and has long black hair, tied up with a hair band. eyes…not big but everytime he made an expression, they feel like they're gonna pop out. His skin tone was brown, like a south east asian man but not the sexy kind, and he has a long, maroon-ish scar on his left cheek. he wore a big green puffy jacket (the kind you'd wear when it's cold outside) and a blue-ish pants (jeans, i assume). i don't think i've seen him in real life, but it was definitely very creepy…
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>vivid dreams about faceless SO
>dreams where I need to do something but things keep blocking me and preventing me from doing them
>sexual dreams where I get cockblocked all the time
>occasional sci-fi dream where I can write a book about it if I can remember all the details
This is pretty much it.
I usually dream of cool stuff, visiting weird places, buying things and meeting people I don't know irl.
I rarely have nightmares, in the scary ones I just end up waking up or covering my eyes in the dream (lol), so as long as I don't experience sleep paralysis and/or hypnagogic hallucinations it's fine.
The real nightmares for me are the sad ones, in which you dream of the death of a loved one and similar stuff.
Some years ago I had this nightmare in which my mom died in a plane crash, the plane fell into the ocean and I was home with my sister watching tv news… They were filming the whole scene of the bodies underwater, still sticked to the seat, drowned, with their hair floating. The "final scene" consisted in me and my sister realizing that we would've been alone from that moment, and there was even music playing in the background, it was My Immortal.
That dream fucked me up, I've never been more scared in my life and cried the whole day after, I spent the month being overly attached to my mother and sister like never before. Worst fucking nightmare of my life, I swear. Even now, so many years after, I can't talk about it without crying (I'm crying even now, lol), it's crazy. I think it's because I'm scared of losing a family member and nearly drowned at the sea when I was a child, so the ocean thing scared me off. But even that, it's weird.
Ever experienced something like this?
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Necroing this thread because I've had the oddest dreams lately. For the past three weeks I've been dreaming about giving birth to monsters. I'm not impregnated by monsters, just giving birth to them. For the last few they've been more detailed about why I am. Apparently, I'm conducting experiments to allow for these creatures to be born and and be alive on this plane. I'm not afraid of them, I treat them like they really are my own little babies. Freaks me the fuck out when I wake up though because they all look like progeny of SCP-106. No idea what any of this is supposed to mean.
I used to have them when I induced myself to lucid dream. It was awful, they were occasionally auditory, but especially visual. This time I will never forget, there was this pale woman with long black hair wearing a white dress in my bedroom. She was staring at me behind my asleep sister's shoulder and her face was so scary, then she started getting closer to me with those ghostly eyes, she never blinked. I usually wake up instantly when I feel I'm in a nightmare and the monster is coming, but in hallucinations you can't move nor do anything, just wait for it to end, and this is bad.
Obviously, I stopped with that lucid dreams shit and I'm not suffering from hallucinations anymore.
>>10376>>Constantly have dreams I'm grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, working, watching porn (my minds version of sex dreams lol) or studying. Even taking a nap or going to bed..
I also constantly compare prices in my dreams and calculate "price per piece". I remember spending about 10 minutes at a kiosk once debating which flavor and number of tic tacs to buy.
I am so tired of it, and wake up exhausted. Also, constantly think I did something I didn't actually do (like buying berries or cleaning something). I used to have a lot of dreams I died and became a ghost, or would go on few-day camping trips. Also teeth dreams like >>111844
Now, I just bake lasagna and wash down the stove. It's very sad, guys.
>>Anyone know any medication/natural remedies to prevent vivid dreams? I've researched before, but can only find solutions for having vivid dreams. Sigh
Taytay's dog was in my zombie dream last night. The dream started off with me watching a jdrama with Taylor in it, and then the zombies came etc. After killing them was getting ready to leave the house but for some reason I had that damn dog and I didn't know what to do. It's such a small and pathetic dog that I had decided it would be best to leave it locked in the house but even now after waking up I still feel so bad about consigning it to eventual death by starvation. Poor Rosie.
I need to get off of this site.>>111873
Aren't teeth falling out meant to be the classic symbol of an anxiety dream though? I don't think it has to have anything to actually do with teeth.
I am 23 and have very similar recurring nightmares about having to stay at my father and stepmother's house. It's always me trying to pack up my stuff and make it to my car without them finding out or me being locked in the room I stayed in over there. :(
Those dreams make me feel so helpless, I'm sorry you experience something similar anon. <3
So weird that those hallucinations come with lucid dreams. The first time I did it, I had like 3 hypnogogic hallucinations immediately afterward. The first was terrifying, I dreamt I woke up thinking of how cool my lucid dream was because I flew, then I heard whispers and couldn't move, then the mattress started shaking and turned over, throwing me across the room. I woke up like right away.
I wonder why lucid dreaming causes that kind of thing
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Recurring themes in my dreams:
1. Trying to get to a small, abandoned island in the river in NYC. Usually via a broken bridge. On the island is "Vector gallery" (a real gallery in nyc but I've never been to it) which is usually some dilapidated pile of trash or empty houses inhabited by dangerous homeless people, every signal saying I am not supposed to be there.
2. There is some sort of sinister place I am trying to explore. It's usually a cave or an abandoned house, and is more massive on the inside then it is on the outside. I can never go deep enough to find out what it means.
3. Traveling, through an airport or going through a different country ill prepared. Often in huge, confusing airport terminals, lost passport, hiding drugs, plane is crashing, don't know what I'm doing in the country, etc. also on a large ship and it usually ends up sinking.
4. I break into this person's house and snoop through their stuff and usually have to escape as the mother gets home.
5. Dreams of me being friends with my enemies, probably a sign that I wish to reconcile but can't.
6. I'm in a large unfamiliar house that my family bought. I'm usually trying to masturbate in a hot tub without getting caught (lol?)
The most vivid dreams I've experienced were when I slept with a nicotine patch on, that shit is crazy. Pic related to #2, looks very similar to my dream
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I get these really frustrating dreams where I work the entire time to get a specific thing, but before I can actually obtain it I wake up. I think it's kinda funny so I'll post it here:
I'm trying to navigate through a big city (nyc?) w/ my boyfriend. We decide to go grocery shopping for whatever reason. We then stumble upon this huge center with a lot of culture-diverse foodstuffs. It's like a superstore with actual food vendors inside as well. Bf is shopping so I decide to press ahead to check out the food stalls because I want a snack. The smells and visuals of all the food are very appealing. I spy this really good looking sushi/poke/sashimi vendor. I see the most delicious, thick slices of salmon sashimi I've ever seen and decide to stand in line to get some. I was in a hurry because I wanted to get my food and eat it before my bf caught up with me.
It's my turn in the queue, and before you talk to the cashier you have to fill out a ticket with the item you want. The specific combo I wanted wasn't on the ticket's list, so I decide to draw a pic of a bowl of rice, with three slices of salmon topped with roe. I hand the slip to the asian cashier.
He looks at me funny, I think he was having some kind of miscommunication?
"No, no. We don't do this here. No roe only!"
I try desperately to correct him and explain how I'm not asking for roe on top of rice, but only as a garnish on top of my sashimi (like chirashi). He insists they don't do that and walks away angrily.
I'm pissed so I'm still standing at the register waiting for anybody to come back and ring my order. I'm staring daggers into the vendor workers just trying to get their attention. They start serving people behind me as if I don't exist!
I finally get the attention of a second male worker who speaks english a bit better. He grabs my ticket and starts to shake his head saying "Uh, I don't think we can do this…" and walks away with my ticket in hand. FUCK, I think to myself, I just want my damn food. Finally, a really nice white female cashier comes into the stall. She greets me with a smile and asks me what I want. I tell her. She says in the sweetest way that they'll do it for me and goes on making the bowl.
Just as they're getting my order finished I wake up.
Frequent reoccurring dream I have when very stressed out, having to plan for the future, and feel unsure:
A natural disaster is coming (typhoon, tidal wave, etc) and I have to round up the family pets and get them to safety.
No one will help me find them, they are lost in the neighborhood somewhere, and are often already very injured when I reach them. Sometimes to the point of being paralyzed, disemboweled… usually due to being attacked by 'some other animals' like coyotes or feral dogs.
I never see them actually getting attacked, there's no dangerous animals hanging around. They're just already dying or maimed when I find them.
Not really rocket science to figure out the symbolism going on, but these are the ONLY gruesome dreams I've ever had. It's not based on anything that I've seen or had happen irl (thankfully).
I don't really understand why, when people die or get hurt in my dreams, there is no blood/gore/actual violence. It's only ever to do with pets. Not that I want to start having even more upsetting nightmares, because the "pet dies" ones are enough to fuck me up for a solid week.
I'm really sorry for your situation :( I hope everything goes well for you and your family>>112419>On one dream I had a breakdown where I found out I was pregnant but it was too late for an abortion, so I was forced to give birth to the child and I was in horrible despair over it.
I had the same exact dream once. I was already at 8th month and fucking scared because of the pain I knew I was going to experience.>>112434
Shit. I'm so glad I don't have any pets at the moment, for me also dreams about pets/family dying are enough to fuck me up for days. Last time I dreamt about my mother dying, the day after I was on my way to buy some cannabis (it doesn't make you remember your dreams, so it's like you didn't dream at all).
My mom always gets dreams that predicts future events for other people, but not hers.
I don’t believe in psychics, but I wouldn’t know how to explain this “ability”
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I had a vivid nightmare about Luna.
In the dream, I was living with my boyfriend, her and Lurch as flatmates. We were sort of on okay terms.. till Lurch revealed that a few months ago I have been flirting with him on fb (apparently before we became flatmates) and even sent him a sexy photo (JESUS CHRIST).
I did it for lulz and to extract some info out of him for lolcow, but obviously Luna thought that I was trying to get with her man. I said, 'No it's not what you think, I can explain -' but she was like 'FIRST YOU STEAL MY STYLE AND NOW YOU ARE TRYING TO STEAL MY MAN…. Nah, I don't think so'. She was furious. Lurch posted my photo all over the internet and doxed me. But the worst was the realization that I am living with robbing junkies and once I leave for work (and I will have to go to work, sooner or later) they will steal and/or ruin my stuff and I can do nothing about it.
Waking up was such a relief lol.
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Usually my dreams are something mundane and involve songs I’ve heard, and others are things that terrify me psychologically (e.g. being killed by looking through mirrors, being a passenger in a car driving itself, and seeing apparitions in corners). But lately, I’ve been having recurring dreams about sexual and romantic relationships with other women these past several months; they tend to stand out the most.
I’ve lately come to terms with my bisexuality after repressing my sexuality for a good part of my life. I’m grateful for my dreams because they have allowed for me to live out these experiences with other women than I haven’t been able to in reality. My dream last night started with the scenario of another girl walking in on a guy and I having sex. I suggested we have a threesome and the guy was super into the idea and agreed. The girl and I ended up having sex and the other guy got dressed and left the room lol.
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Noah fence, but why are bisexuals like this?
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That's your prerogative if you believe bisexuality isn’t real, but I feel like you two are being unnecessarily rude about it. It’s a thread for recurring dreams and interpretations of it, so that’s what I contributed.
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Sometimes I have dreams of amusement park rides, but in a creepy way. Every single time something bad happens à la Final Destination 3.
The other night I had this dream of me at this amusement park at night, and for some reason I was forced to lie on my back under a ride like pic related. It was functioning, and I was down there having to watch it swing back and forth right above me, missing me for about an inch. It was so, so realistic, I could even feel the wind blowing on my face after every swing.
Shit was scary.
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Hey anon guess what
I knew that my mother was pregnant before she told me (I was just 8, so there's no way I could have told otherwise), I dreamed about my grandmother dying beforehand and I dreamed about receiving a strange yellow letter; the next day a yellow flyer about a new karate school was in the mail and I joined.
When I was younger (4/5) I always had the same dream, barely slept or woke up screaming because of it. My mother, grandmother and I were in a mountain and always got lost there. We tried to mark the different doors we went through but they kept changing. We always met a dragon who'd tell us which way to go, but he was only tricking us. The worst thing was, when entering the mountain I was conscious enough to remember that we always would get lost, I knew that the doors changed position and shape, I knew that the dragon was lying to us, that we would never get out and that's what made these dreams so horrible to me. I wonder what it means.
I never realized it before that I was lucid dreaming until I told someone about it.
If my dreams are in first person, it's a dream fully. If my dream is in third person, I'm aware that I'm dreaming and usually just watch. I'm just floating around the scenery like I'm watching a movie. I never want to interact with anything except if it’s very out of character for me to do something in the dream and I make the choice to restart before I do the thing (cheating, hitting an animal, murder, etc…) A few times though when I'm watching myself, the me in the dream will do the weird super speed head blur, snap around to look at me and scream something in a demonic voice (go away, get out,) blur again and then go back into the dream like nothing happened.
Funniest transition from a nightmare to dream though:
>walking home from work, get to apartment hallway
>see a dark figure with glowing eyes smoking a cigarette outside my door
>realize it's Santa there to kill me
>ask neighbor to confront him for me
>get kidnapped by Santa to his giant RE7 style mansion in the North Pole
>hiding in the upstairs while he looks for me below
>while he’s checking the List, start plotting escape
>realizing I'm 3rd person dreaming and decide to change it into a video game
>tap top right of dream, quick save, make dream me stand up
>gets caught, reload dream
>gets caught again
>fuck this game, rage quit dream
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I’ve had them on and off trought my life.
It was all cool and I actually loved it until I dreamt my personal hell
>I had 3 kids (all from different dads) and lived in a really shitty part of town.
>I was alone overweight and sad. >all of my kids hated me and I hated them.
>Life was.. meaningless monotonous and filthy in the tiny house of sadness
How do I lucid dream? I want to spend time with my husbando.
Recently, I keep having dreams about me and other people dying in brutal ways and it's scary.
I get these kinds of dreams pretty rarely, but they're so bizarre.
I have bouts of deja vu, but it's an extremely different feeling when I encounter places like this.
Ah, as I thought then.
Does dreaming about one room in that house being inaccessible mean I have a repressed memory? And what does it mean to always feel comfortable and happy in the bath area of the house?
I had a few stupid incest dreams but those don't bother me at all as it's just a mindfart with no (direct) relationship to reality. I would not tell about them to anyone cause the mental image is gross and nobody needs that in their life. Plus I can see why someone could get the wrong idea and assume my father molested me even though it's the farest thing from the truth.
Sidenote, but people on Kiwifarms are stupid for thinking that Chris wants to have an inappropriate relationship with Barb cause he sperged about an incest dream. He was right that literally anyone had those once or twice. What was exceptional was letting the whole world know.
KEK I had the same kind of dream a few months ago.
In the dream I uploaded a photo from some website that wasn't Facebook to some random thread and forgot to change the image name (which I actually do in real life now because it just freaked me out)
I remember in the dream I went to go take my dog for a walk and came back and all of a sudden I saw a thread made about me with a picture I took of myself that I never uploaded online. It wasn't even a bad photo, but then looking at the thread it was filled with everything I posted online since I used the internet, even shit didn't remember about.
I had a lolcow related dream a few weeks ago - see >>305666
. Forgot to mention that the Luna thread turned to shitting on me instead of her as Lurch doxed me kek.
I spend too much goddamn time on this godforsaken website, but I don't know any better place to speak with other women and be able to share my thoughts comfortably
I have dreams like that all the time, I've lost or forgotten my ticket or something. And usually it's a surprise trip either on a plane or to a school camp and so I'm struggling to pack everything and get there on time, or I arrive and I've forgotten my bag. Sometimes the dreams end up in the airport and they're usually weird as hell, with physical obstacles to stop me getting on the plane.
I am big on planning and fussy about packing for trips so these dreams really stress me out, you know you're high strung when you have nightmares about spontaneous holidays kek.
I'm the same way. I have intense, vivid, completely whacky dreams almost every night. I could never come up with the shit my unconscious brain does. they're usually not super scary, but I'm always on like a mission or I'm running away from something or there's some goal to accomplish. my sister pointed that out to me once, because I used to always take the whole drive to school to force my family to listen to the ridiculous things I saw while I was asleep, it just always baffled me that no one else seemed to have such complex and vivid dreams. they always feel like real life.
a recurring theme of my nightmares seems to be zombie apocalypse-esque. the "zombies" are always different though, once they were giant gummy monsters, once they were actual undead zombies, once they were the Slime Monster from that old TV show Ghost Writer (that was one of my first nightmares and it scared he shit out of me for months.)
once I had a scary dream that I woke up in a warehouse storing antique furniture with nothing but a blanket around me and this man in a mail truck crashed through the wall and drove me around my childhood town. there was this other evil man (whom I pictured like what I imagined the villain from books I had read years before looked like) wearing a lifejacket standing in the middle of the road singing about Jet Dry (dishwashing liquid) trying to get our truck to hit him. he chased us into a random neighborhood, the driver and he started wrestling but by touching the bad guy my friend had gotten hypnotized to also sing about Jet Dry. There were bottles of Jet Dry lying on them in the car. I ran to a nearby house where this young straight couple sheltered me and the bad guys ran across the street and found like big mascot costumes of Cookie Monster and Elmo. The guy in the house went to the computer to start researching ways to defeat them. The bad guys proceeded to stalk us around the house, at one point sending a bolt of lightning from their eyes and zapping the man and knocking him out. The dream ended with me reaching out to touch the bad guys and saying "all right, I'm done." and everything going black before waking up.
I've never touched Jet Dry in my life, and I'm still haunted by the way the man got zapped by cookie monster. it's so weird how dreams can sound ridiculous/silly but like when you're in them that shit can just have the most creepy unsettling atmosphere that leaves a weird impression on the whole thing.
Oh my god, so nice to know someone shares the same wacky kind of dreams as me.
>it's so weird how dreams can sound ridiculous/silly but like when you're in them that shit can just have the most creepy unsettling atmosphere that leaves a weird impression on the whole thing.
I totally get you. I was laughing at your jet dry dream and the giant gummy monsters but I felt bad because you said they were scary and I know how it feels in the moment of the dream even though it sounds dumb irl. I've had plenty of those kinds of scary dreams.
doublepost, I'm the same way as you guys are. My dreams are a surreal, bubbly, weird cluster-fuck but with that dream-like cohesion.
I also have that adventure-like quality.
At one point, I had a recurring dream in which I swam in an underground tunnel with relatives to somewhere. Funnily enough, it wasn't a bad dream at all. I don't remember anything very interesting or outrageous though.
A sweet friend of mine has funny fear-related dreams. I think one time we talked about relationships and diets, unrelated. He then had a dream that he had finally found a girlfriend but she became fatter and fatter with time.
We also attended a talk that featured the subject of polyamory once. He had a nightmare about polyamory that night
Whenever I watch anything somewhat related to zombies, I have nightmares. I saw a bit of Days Gone on Twitch yesterday, so I think that's to blame, idk.
Anyway, I dreamt that there was some kind of zombie infection going around. You could identify infected with some kind of wound on the back of their neck, a raw, circular area of exposed flesh. I have no idea how, but my mum got it and I knew she was going to turn. Weirdly though, in the dream she kept getting ready for work and I woke up after giving her a tearful kiss on the cheek and saying goodbye to her at our front door.
Woke up and even though the dream was kind of stupid, I felt very tearful and had to give my mum a hug. Babyish, I know, but the dream felt so real and I really felt like I was losing my mum.
Anyone else have sleep hallucinations? I never knew actual fear until I had one where someone came busting into my room trying to take me. I woke up so scared and shaky, I thought I hit my head or something but I don't think I did.
I don't know exactly what triggers it, sometimes I thought it was anxiety but I would have it on nights where I didn't particularly feel bad. Also it only happens so occasionally that it isn't a huge problem, but I remember a couple years ago when I visited home in the winter it happened pretty much every night that it was super disturbing. (Assuming because it was cold in my room, which can trigger dreams I guess)
Other things include, bugs crawling on my head, bugs crawling on my wall (I'm not even afraid of bugs), the roof caving in, having to get up and run away and I actually DID once or twice but the room isn't the same as what I think, and I end up on the wrong wall from where my door even is. Sometimes I see things in my snake's enclosure since there's a dim light on in there. One time it was some dead looking doll or child or something, or I'll see weird things in the backdrop I have in there.
Turning on all the lights makes it all go away, only then I realize oh, that wasn't real lol
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I always have horrifying dreams revolving around India. Being stuck in India particularly lol Last night my dream was about going on this worldwide bus tour with my family. There was a rest stop in India and I really had to pee, but was also really anxious about the bus taking off without me. I hurried to the ladies room but the line was super strenched out, so I had to go to another part of the station to find the mens room to pee. I lran inside because I didnt want anybody to hurt me for being a woman in the mens room. I remember there being a little metal flap on the door of the stall that was wide open and made me embarrassed so I took forever to figure to how to close it so I could pee in peace. I tried to dash out and leave and was nearly grabbed/assualted for being a woman in the mens room. I tried to run and find my way back to the bus but got lost due to the path taken to find the bathroom. I was running and running (slow dream run of course) until it finally ‘clicked’ and remembered exactly where I needed to go. But I was too late and the bus with my parents was already gone. I was crying and freaking out until I saw my SO (who apparently wasnt my SO in the dream, but a stranger who reached out from a crowd), my uncle, a few random cousins from both sides of the family, and a couple friends from way back in high school. They were all headed to California on their bus, so I figured I could just take the bus and figure out my way back home once I hit American soil. We ended up seeing some random sites in like Taiwan or something and just chilling in boats, wagons, the bus, etc. It felt so real, I kind if wish I could continue the dream tonight lol
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I had a dream my city was flooded and I was walking along the edge of the water, it was dusk and there were these streaks of red across the sky, looked kinda like blood. It was reflecting into the water, I was watching the cars and debris floating by. Then I saw the body of my 11 year old self face down in the water. I didn't freak out and I wasn't sad or anything, I just sat there and stared.
I was suddenly seeing through the eyes of the young dead me in the water, and three young boys came down the hill playing with sticks. They saw my body and stared for a while, then left.
Then I was at the bus stop, the flood was gone and my body had washed up on the road. It looked like it had already been run over multiple times. There were other people at the stop but they didn't seem to notice or care. The bus came so I boarded, and the dream ended as I was bracing myself for the crunch of the bus running over my body.
Anyone have any interpretations for me? I've been thinking about this one a lot. A footnote, I was being sexually exploited at 11.
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Funny thing this thread got necro'ed, cause I had this weird kinda kboo dream today and I wanted to tell someone but I don't have anyone to tell it so here we are.
I dreamt that I was watching a mamamoo concert and I think they were performing "Yes I am" and I think they were in Japan, not sure.
Anyway, at a given moment of the song, everyone kinda removed their dresses in a "domino effect" way, revealing underneath bikinis, like the first pic. But then Hwasa straight up shows up in the second pic, but in red, and everyone in the crowd went apeshit, for better or worse lmao
She also had a "You're the best" era short hair, but in black, so she was looking really good.
Don't remember anything else from it, though lmao
Last night's dream really gave me mixed feelings.
Before I start, I've got to say that I've been struggling with depression, anxiety and suicidal thoughts lately, so that's most likely the cause.
Basically in my dream I was in my room, sleeping in my bed, then I woke up and decided to kill myself. I grabbed what looked like a dagger, and pushed it right in my heart. The dream tried to create a "painful" feeling in my chest, but it wasn't very successful so I didn't feel much physically.
I took out the dagger from my chest and put it away, and saw the blood starting to come out of the wound. My first reaction was panic and regret: I was thinking "What I've done, now I'm going to die, I have to wake up my mom and tell her to call an ambulance asap" and was facing a feeling of strong shame in having to walk up to my mom and let her see that I tried to kill myself. I was also worried for my sister, didn't want her to suffer.
Then at some point I got over it and decided to lay down in my bed and wait for death. I started thinking "How long does it take to die? I'm sick of waiting".
Kinda. I once dreamt I was passionately making out with my Dad. Once I woke up, I was so repulsed that I began emotionally pushing my father further and further away. The relationship between us has been permanently damaged.
Every time I think about any of this, I wish I was dead.
Sorry to make you think about that then, that's rough
Yes, all the time. Sometimes through out the day I will have a recurring feeling of "something just happened earlier, what was it" and then I remember it was a dream.
And then if I go somewhere that was in my dream I get this feeling of "something just happened here" or "I was here earlier" and then I remember it was the dream.
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i have sleep paralysis and it often blends reality with my sleeping mind. its truly terrifying. when i had my first bouts of it, i was afraid to sleep at all. i had to drop my violin lessons because i was so sleep deprived and i hate my brain ever since.
That sounds terrifying. I've only had it once and that was bad enough. Have you done research about why that happens to you?
I'll share my one story..>Live with mom in duplex>Lady downstairs has almost retarded son who is weird with me>Mom and lady go on vacation together>Mom tells me to keep the door locked because weird guy downstairs>Fall asleep that night>Fall out of bed>Hear the door opening>Panic>Can't move off floor, on my face>Can't see but know he's in the room>Wake up in bed
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So I had a dream I invited My dad over for my birthday to go to a art museum and that he messed up the entire trip for me (we where late because he refused to use a map, he got our names wrong on the reservation, he added asinine commentary to each of the paintings). The weird thing is my parents have all done this in their past. My dad's usualy an hour late to come back from work, my mom insulted all the paintings the last time we went to a modern art museum, and I don't where the name thing came from, but the point stands. The worst thing is today's my birthday and invited them to go to a museum with me. Am I being paranoid, is my brain fucking with me, why such a badly timed dream. Now I'm paranoid they're going to somehow ruin my birthday over something as petty as a dream.
Being on an antidepressant (Lexapro), I've realized that my dreams have become increasingly vivid, and I say this as someone who - even before my medication - had some crazy ass dreams.
For me, my dreams are so intense, I never want to wake up from them. I want my dreams to feel complete. It's gotten to the point where I find myself shutting off my alarms whenever I wake up n order to hope right back into my dream, only for it to change into a completely different one right before my eyes. This has made me hours late to work several times all because I'd rather remain in my dreams.
I've dreamt of being rich, being a celeb on red carpets, having to go back to high school, being in a zombie apocalypse, being a superhero, cyberpunk futures, having a family of my own, being in horrific accidents, and even dreamt of being killed. Yet, I'd rather stay in my dreams.
Something about knowing I'm dreaming in my dream causes such a high within me. I don't know how to stop it.
I haven’t asked my doctor why it happens but I have a theory it’s because I’m a very anxious person who gets stressed easily and gets panic attacks a lot. Also probably because I like to sleep on my back so all the blood flows to the back of my brain away from my prefrontal cortex and towards the sensory centres.
When it first happened I thought I got possessed:>consciousness knows I’m awake>all I see is black like a blank screen>help>hear a very scary voice>whisperings and demonic voices blend in background drowning scary voice out>whisperings stop. I’m relieved>loud booming voice that makes my ears ring:>I’m going to kill you, anon! Burn in Hell burn in Hell burn in Hell (sounds like a mad crazy demonic devil voice, very low woman’s voice)>paralyzed>stop seeing black and see my room>see a grudge-like / ring girl resting in the top corner of my room like a spider>she starts crawling on the walls but I can’t see her directly, see her in my peripheral vision >heart rate increases as she comes closer and closer>somebody help me!>I try to scream >wake up silently with tears of terror rolling down my cheeks
That’s probably my worst sleep paralysis moment
Holy shit, had minor, uneventful sleep paralysis episodes and it was hell. Can't imagine what you're going through.
It reminds me a little bit of this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=syjEN3peCJw
(Ted Talk from a schizophrenic person about their voices who sorta managed it later)>>435212
I have that, too. In one type of dream I'm climbing on a random, cluttered construction on top of my parental home that's reaching far into the sky. In the dreams I'm usually scared to be spotted/found by my father. Probably inspired by my cluttered home and my dad's crazy constructions and abuse.
And I had recurring dreams where I sometimes was "travelling" and swimming in an underground water tunnel / pipe thing with my family which were ironically kinda fun and adventurous.
I have recurring dreams where I haven't finished high school and have to resit years while fucking everything up and feeling ashamed and guilty and just pure dread. I'm never aware of that one in the dream and annoyed later when I realise I'm fine. I can also see who that connects to me current life.
Sounds like these dreams maybe have some significance.
Unrelated but as a teenager I had this vivid, intense dream where I was lying in the back of my dad's car. He was driving from village to village and mad and in an unattentive frenzy. I only remember being aware that he had poisoned me and that I was dying in the dream in that car. Never forgot that one.
*I can also see how that connects to my current life.
Adding to that, I think I usually pass and get the highschool bill in the dream but it's always impossible and unreal somehow because at that point I had been skipping school for like JUST half a year
or something and crazy shit happened. It's unnerving. Maybe I was really panicked about school then and it stuck with me. I wasn't well then either in general.
Last week, I had the same nightmare twice, that I had somehow bought like 10-20 pet lizards, who were all very ill and malnourished, and living in cramped vivariums with several lizards in each, some of them dead.
My actual pet gecko was completely fine and normal, but after shedding on the weekend, he regurgitated a load of his skin and undigested worms, started acting very slow and unresponsive yesterday morning, and when I woke up today he was dead, before I could get him to the vet.
Sad and spooky.
I’ve never gotten it in the morning, but it happens almost every night as I’m falling asleep. Not being able to steer the direction of my thoughts is how I can telling I’m actually falling asleep.
Not sure if its related, but I remember pretty much all of my dreams and have absolutely awful sleep quality too. I’ve always wondered if it was a stress related thing or just some normal brain quirk.
That happens to me if I get those extra 5 minutes after first waking up.
It's really pleasant too.
oh anon, what a bitter-sweet memory! that turtle still has meaning for you but it doesn't have to be bad. things that go unprocessed emotionally for children have a way of turning into great guilt. but you need to be understanding of yourself and that child you were and also process that experience. I'd suggest going deep into your memory and feeling the love and joy and confusion and pain alike and getting some closure.
It sounds like your subconscious has just revealed an old wound that didn't heal properly. And now that you're considering allowing a new animal companion into your life, it's surfacing in a dream again.
a relative abandoned my cat far away from our home one day while I was at school when I was a child. that was a long time ago. Just this year, I realised how guilty I had felt and how sorry I had felt for the cat despite it being out of my control and I grieved it intensely but I also feel a little lighter now.
Just as >>407886
I have vivid dreams and I wake tired as hell. I may have had 5 or less short dreams yet I remember almost everything (complete scenarios, people, literally all).
Long af, plenty of sensations, sometimes somebody chases me or I have a girl who I like/fuck/both.
I had more dreams about me getting into a girl than being chased and it makes me feel guilty, I love my bf with all my heart.
I had secuels or "part 2" of my dreams, usually in the same week.
One of my first dreams was my aunt and mother showing me how they have sex, they used to fight a lot in that time, lol.
I started regularly having a penis in my dreams as a teenager, they're the most vivid dreams I've ever had, only thing I can really link it to is my often repressed attraction to women and a desire to be the top ?
The first few dreams weren't even sexual and were just me looking down at it.. all very strange
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Last night I had this squicky dream about my ankles becoming really swollen? Fat? Lipedemic?
When I worked at a call center job for three years I fell super out of shape by the third year. Even the slightest twist on my ankles caused them to swell and sometimes they'd swell just from being forced to stagnate for 12 hours a day.
Sometimes I wonder if I had repressed body trauma from working that job. It was really unhealthy for me.
Another body dream I have is suddenly losing my teeth.
Anyone else have bad dreams about something drastic happening to their bodies? Immediately when I wake up I always have to remember what my body actually is.
What the fuck? Are you supposed
to regularly change your part?
My friend told me that when she was pregnant she had dreams about giving birth to a kitten.
I don't even have children but sometimes I have had dreams about having kids and I always end up accidentally killing or hurting them somehow.
i had a dream that a friend who i recently ended a relationship w/ posted a thread on me on here but it was legit a big long thing on how terrible of a friend i was and she got IP banned.
it was the weirdest dream i ever had cuz i dont even think she knows what lolcow is
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>In my house again
>Brother says mom and dad bought him a 3ds
>Mother says she got me money
>I looked around/tried to remember where it was
>Take to long
>Mom starts yelling
>'Anon you need to communicate what you want!'
>'Stop being so introverted and weird'
>'You don't appreciate us'
I can't even escape her in my dreams
When I was a child I had a recurrent dream where I saw the devil. I remember it looking absolutely scary and nothing like any media depiction of him, but I hate that I can't remember how he looked like. >>484584
Same! I tried too and I can't visualize for shit. So frustrating.
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I was a spectator in a dream where a woman had convinced some teenage boy who'd run away from home to live with her as her secret lover. Obvious legal issues aside there was also the problem of her having a husband and two teenaged children. So throughout the dream she's trying to covertly get him food and whatnot while preventing her family from figuring out that someone is living in their walls. Her children complain about hearing odd noises and the daughter claims to have seen a handsome boy on the property and the husband is getting suspicious that something weird is happening. The woman is freaking out that her secret is gonna get found out and she's gonna get Chris Hansoned. The boy is starting to think the sex isn't that worth it anymore because he's tired of sleeping on a concrete floor and she doesn't give him enough food but he doesn't want the police to send him back to his old family either; he wants to leave but has nowhere to go nor the resources to leave so he's feeling trapped.
And then my alarm wakes me up.
I WANTED TO SEE WHAT WOULD HAPPEN NEXT DAMMIT.
Maybe you watch too much porn? Or think about sex a lot
I’m the Anon who gets night terrors and I had another one the other night where I could see my room and my housemates boyfriend (I never met him but somehow I knew it was her boyfriend) came in and essentially tried to rape me. He was in the corner of my room watching me and then he kept coming closer and closer and suddenly he was ripping off my clothes. I guess my I took off my shorts in the middle of the night because I was in my underwear when I woke up?
Then my dream transitioned where I was at a fancy dinner party in an old mansion. I was at a table with these girls and we kept making fun of my housemates boyfriend because he desperately likes me and was acting all creepy and weird. He was just standing alone on the dance floor watching me with lust in his eyes. Idk why I dreamed this scenario up but like this nameless and faceless entity that is my housemates boyfriend had a face and a role in my dream even although I never met him and just heard of him in conversations? lol I don’t know if that makes sense but dreams are wild yeah?
Anyways, so then me and these girls go to the courtyard and are having small talk and sometimes making snide remarks at this weirdo creep who likes me and is watching me. All of a sudden we hear shots and even panics. This guy comes running out the courtyard and yells “someone’s shooting people with a gun! Get out of here!” So everyone in the courtyard panics even more and we’re all running to the exit. We get lost in a maze and I myself get separated and have to figure out how to leave this giant mansion while I hear gun shots and people screaming throughout my desperate escape.
I finally escape. Outside the mansion there’s chaos — police cars, people running and screaming, ambulances, helicopters etc. Some curious passerby. Somehow there’s still traffic on the road, which is a main road and kind of busy. I wave down a car, jsut running at the road and throwing my thumb upwards to hitchhike. This guy stops and I hop in his car. Another kid from the formal dinner party / dance event thing waves him down too
So it’s the three of us on the road. We make small talk. The driver drops the kid off first.
I tell him I live in the same town where the shooting occurs as we make our way out into the country. For some reason it looks like a rolling green hills of the English countryside even though I don’t live in England lol. The guy ignores me and I freak out and ask where are you taking me? Where are we going?
He says “we’re going home”
And then he pushes hard on the gas pedal and we fly down this giant steep hill
I wake up with cold sweats screaming and have a rapid heart beat
Wild vividest dream and it was really scary. I felt like I was living it. Also sorry for typos I just had to write this out kind of like a dream journal
i was a man somehwere in my 20s, and a creepy looking girl told me that she knows from reliable sources that i was the next victim of a serial killer called "the crucifix killer". this really freaked me out so i ran away to the forest, and avoided all human contact out of paranoia. one day as i was running away from people trying to talk to me, i fell and broke my leg. i was found by a kind looking guy who treated my leg and came to visit me every day to give me food and water and to heal me, until one day i got worse so he took me back to his house. as i was lying on a mattress on the floor, about to pass out, i looked up at his wall and noticed that the whole wall was covered in crucifixes, and that the guy was in the kitchen humming while sharpening a knife. at this point i freak out and wake up, and when i go back to sleep the rest of the dream is me trying to get away from the killer with a broken leg, while hes chasing me saying stuff like "haha you think you can get away, do you annie?" which is strange because in the dream i was a guy and my name isnt annie.
i think ive been watching too many true crime documentaries.
The love of my life, my dog, died in October, and I keep dreaming of him. Not only that, but I dream various animals (they always remind me of him, I suspect this is because even my subconscious is tired of the grief and wants to go easy on me), I barely even dream humans anymore.
It's a mixed blessing/curse. I love dreaming of him because it feels so real, unlike memories/photos/videos where only the visual and sound aspect is there, in the dream I get to feel the touch and smell the scent (stink, lol) as well.
But I hate waking up and being re-traumatized by his death once more. This is why I called them "nightmares" at first.
I googled around and found that this is common for people who lost a loved one. Some hate the dreams, some love them, some accept the bittersweet nature of them. Reading their experiences brought some peace to me. I don't call them nightmares anymore.
And I started calling my dog what he is - the love of my life (nothing even remotely sexual, I must clarify). I had no idea the strongest feelings I'd ever have would be towards someone who is not my own species. For a split second I asked myself "what does it say about me, how would people judge me for that". And then my soul yelled back "who is anyone to judge true love?!" What my dog and I had was the most pure and beautiful and worthy that this world has to offer. I am allowed to grieve for him as much as anyone is allowed to grieve for their lost parent or lover.
Thanks for coming to my TED talk about love, death and dreams.
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Anon I cried that was beautiful. I'm sorry for your loss.
just woke up
had a dream that I'm bathing in my mom's bathtub instead of mine,
that i had this weird vagina on a stick type of genitalia,which i barely noticed at first, but then i thought, "aren't pussies supposed to be flatter?"
and that my mom kept on coming in and leaving the bathroom to tell me to get the fuck out of the tub, but i was like no! i'm bathing spiritually, don't interrupt me!!
at one point i was wearing a yellow shirt, cuz she kept coming in while i was currently bathing in the tub and i don't like to be in the nude around others, ok!!
at one point i think that i chatted with my dad, fully clothed, than i poofed back into the tub, mostly naked, to tell mom about it
this may or may not be a prophetic dream or i might manifest his death unintentionally, which would suck cuz i generally don't have an actual opinion on the guy. if he does die, than this will be my first ever prophetic dream. towards the end of the dream, my mom comes into the bathroom while im still spritually bathing and tells me that kanye west died and im just like, "isn't he in a cult", then my sister comes in the bathroom and together with my mother, they dance to good life ft t-pain to honor and celebrate kanye west life
as i said before, i don't get prophetic dreams, however i do get random thoughts about certain celebs when ive never really thought of them before and, usually, towards the end of the year, they commit suicide. it's happened twice now, so maybe it's nothing, but i will keep tract of kanye for the rest of the year