Cid87
Aug 5, 2006, 12:18 PM
I know this doesn't really belong on bisexual.com but I wanted some sort of an opinion on my dream which I had last night.
I don't dream that often, but when I do (and remember the dreams) they all turn out to be... inasane, in one way or the other.
My dream (what I remember of it):
I'm in some sort of an apocalyptic situation, everyone seems to be enjoying the rest of their lives in drinking and all sorts of bad shit. My family seems to be an important factor in this dream which is odd because they never are. Especially my father who was always around me, and we seemed to come unusually well along, in real life we are extremely similar in all ways. We stand the same height, we look the same, talk the same, think very similar and we try to get well along. As I recall, there was some sort of a "place" where you could survive this apocalypse and I recall trying to find it while dragging my family with me, except my father who was always on my side. My mother drunk as hell and little sister frightened. Now starts the weird part, on my way dragging my family to "salvation" my mother starts telling me about when my father died about two months back, which didn't make sense to me because he was standing right next to me. After much personal dismay I realise that my father is only my imagination and I had chosen to forget that he died because of... whatever, don't remember. For some reason, I became practically insane, I couldn't stop crying (I never cry) and all this apocalypse and family problems mixed with the father were just killing me.
I wake up, my bed was wet, I had been crying in my sleep, crying quite a lot.
My question is...
What the Fuck is up with that?
I don't dream that often, but when I do (and remember the dreams) they all turn out to be... inasane, in one way or the other.
My dream (what I remember of it):
I'm in some sort of an apocalyptic situation, everyone seems to be enjoying the rest of their lives in drinking and all sorts of bad shit. My family seems to be an important factor in this dream which is odd because they never are. Especially my father who was always around me, and we seemed to come unusually well along, in real life we are extremely similar in all ways. We stand the same height, we look the same, talk the same, think very similar and we try to get well along. As I recall, there was some sort of a "place" where you could survive this apocalypse and I recall trying to find it while dragging my family with me, except my father who was always on my side. My mother drunk as hell and little sister frightened. Now starts the weird part, on my way dragging my family to "salvation" my mother starts telling me about when my father died about two months back, which didn't make sense to me because he was standing right next to me. After much personal dismay I realise that my father is only my imagination and I had chosen to forget that he died because of... whatever, don't remember. For some reason, I became practically insane, I couldn't stop crying (I never cry) and all this apocalypse and family problems mixed with the father were just killing me.
I wake up, my bed was wet, I had been crying in my sleep, crying quite a lot.
My question is...
What the Fuck is up with that?