Timely prompt since I woke up to a nightmare this very morning.
I had just graduated college or something like it. I had a sister (not my real sister) and another sister/brother — he/she kept switching back and forth which, in the dream seemed perfectly normal. Whatever he/she was, definitely no relation to real me.
My parents (not my real parents, definitely, absolutely nothing like my real parents) were getting them ready for the world. Buying them clothing, renting apartments for them. Getting them cars.
I keep begging for attention, to help me get a car. I needed a car because whatever I was going to do (no idea what it was), I needed to travel. I was just out of college. No money or credit and as I recall, nowhere to live.
Both siblings had professional positions. Vague but seemingly important. I (apparently) did not. As the dream wound down, I knew no one would help me. Or notice me.
I woke up, realizing I would manage. Because I always manage. I couldn’t go back to sleep, though. I’m worried about money. Again? Or is that still?
Given the way life is, I always will be.
Nightmares
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Whenever I travel I have a nightmare of not getting wifi connection in guest rooms and as luck would have it my nightmares often come true since we generally travel to isolated locations. I somehow manage.
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Some of the places we have gone said they had it, but when we got there, it didn’t work. Other places have improved. There’s no cell service in either Vermont OR Maine. The mountains get in the way. You have a good time too. Hot in Mumbai, isn’t it?
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My nightmares end up with serious damage to my ex-hubby. Go figure……
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Funny about that.
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I thought the nightmare might be that you woke up and Garry was a Yankees fan.
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God forbid! That would mean he’d been possessed by a demon. It would be the only possible explanation.
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This is why I’m so glad I rarely remember my dreams. When I do they are always some how disturbing.
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I think I only remember the ones I have right before I wake up. Or which wake me up. This is a definite example of “less is more!”
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We all worry about money. I would have all the money I would ever need if I didn’t have to support the government. As for nightmares, mine still revolve around being in public without my pants. Now what’s that all about?
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Just your pants? I used to discover I was completely naked. Oddly, no one ever seemed to notice except me. I believe it’s consider a variation on an anxiety dream … you know, unready.
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Well, pants and underwear!
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🙂
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I love how bizarre stuff seems so normal in a dream.
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And nobody notices how bizarre it is, either. No one but you, the dreamer.
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Even though my kids are grown and on their own, I keep having nightmares wherein we all go on a family vacation to somewhere far away. Sounds nice, right? Not. During the course of the nightmare, my husband takes the kids (who are still small) and leaves me stranded without transportation in a city I’ve never been in before. I always see them driving away, or flying away, and I’m always crying and wondering why they don’t come back for me. Sometimes they even take the dog with them.
No comments from any psychologists, please – I know it’s a serious sign of insecurity.
What I can’t understand is why I keep having that nightmare, even though I know neither my husband nor my kids would ever do that to me. And even if it ever did happen, I’m strong enough and smart enough to find my way out of such difficulties. Nightmares are just our fears getting the best of us.
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It’s yet another version of an anxiety dream. When I was younger, I’d dream I had an exam, but when I got to the room, I realized I hadn’t attended the class, had no idea of what the material was. Or I couldn’t find the room at all. Anxiety. Lots of anxiety. Not necessarily insecurity, but fear.
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It’s bad enough having to worry about this stuff when we are awake. You’d think your unconscious would give you a break.
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You would think that. Sadly, not the case.
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I used to have nightmares, but now they seem to have deserted me and I just sleep or don’t sleep. Not sleeping is a nightmare in itself, but somehow I compensate the next time round.
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The only dreams I recall these days are a sort of nightmare. No monsters. They aren’t the wake- up-screaming kind of nightmare, just the wake-up-unhappy-and-worried type. The result is the same. Lack of restful sleep.
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Interesting how dreams usually deal with either frustrations or choices in our lives. https://grieflessons.wordpress.com/2015/05/26/meeting-an-old-friend/
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Or fears and anxieties. I get a lot of those.
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I had also had a nightmare. No details needed, I think. Unbroken by my early rise and sending the furry kids out to take care of business. The nightmare continued as if there had only been a commercial break. I’m a little fried today.
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We are unconscious worriers. But we are also conscious worriers. And sadly, we have plenty about which to worry.
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