A thread for the dreams you have, good and bad, and blah too.
I don''t need the one I just woke up from to be interpreted, I think it's pretty obvious my fears in this one.
So I dreamt one of my boobs broke and slid down under my skin. I had to keep holding it up. I was supposed to go and meet someone for some sex, and I still went and 'did it', all the while in pain and holding this boob up under my skin. This was a humourously painful portion of the dream.
Then I was waiting for an ambulance and somebody stole my weed. I was crying and panicking because I really needed to get this boob fixed an it had taken me ages to find the clinics number.
Then instead of an ambulance turning up a police car did to question me about my stash they had recovered from the thief because it was too large a stash to be considered for personal use, even though it is personal use I have it for.
I explained this and then I woke up sweating and with tears on my face. The biggest distress of the dream was the broken boob and I swear if I didn't reach for the left boob to make sure it was just a dream as soon as I woke up.
No more eating cheese before a nap.
Thats one bad-arse dream Berbs, broken boob, wow! Sounds traumatic lol! I like the bit about the weed stash!
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Last night's memorable nightmare, was I heard a sound and partially woke up, kind of like Abood's description of sleep paralysis except that it's more along the lines that I'm half-asleep still dreaming and able to move about and sometimes even sleep walk and talk but can't wake up from the dream/nightmare.
Anyways, I partially woke up, and I was so scared 'cause I thought my X was at the door and somehow I could see the locks on the front and side doors that they weren't locked. Which is crazy 'cause my eyes were closed and the doors were definitely locked. Anyhow, in this half-asleep dream, I was trying desperately to get up, but every time I would try to grab the couch (I was sleeping on the couch) my hand would go right through the couch, and I started screaming out, "Help! Help! Help! I have to save my babies! He's here! Someone please wake me up so I can lock the doors and call the police!"
My daughter heard me screaming out help in my sleep, so she got up and come over to me and was trying to wake me up, and I was telling her to get the phone as I have to call the police so that Baba can't get in and to wake me up so that I can lock the doors and protect her. So here she is trying to wake me up, and I'm screaming out for help and my arms are waving around 'cause I'm trying to get up but it was totally pointless. She told me that the doors were locked and that there was no one there, it's just a bad dream Mummy, and I'm getting so upset 'cause I have to protect my kids, still convinced that the X is at the door and I can't do anything 'cause I won't wake up properly.
So this morning she tells me that I'd had a bad dream last night, and it all rushes back to me, fucking hell, yeah, what a nightmare! My daughter thinks the nightmare was funny and she said, "I tried and tried to wake you up but you just kept crying and screaming for help."
Topic: Crazy ass dreams