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I had a nightmare last night that I had been r*ped, and was trying to tell a female police officer about it while in a bathroom. In the dream I kept repeating "I want to die"
As you might expect, I am shaking.
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I often find dreams relate to
I often find dreams relate to things going on the day before sleeping. You may have watched, read or heard a dark story like that. Your brain sorts out the days memories, your mind makes up a story to go along with the information.
I have only once had a dream of being female. A few I have come close, but always wake up when I'm told I can.
Hugs and the hope of a better nights rest tonight Dorothy
Leeanna
I'm with Leanna ...
Remember, dreams are a >normal< part of our brain's "housekeeping".
Yeah, having your dream would scare the H--- out of me, too.
We 'shouldn't" be watching, any more than we should be watching what our bowels, kidneys, heart (*) are doing.
Unfortunately ... we do get to watch.
Reconnect with reality as fast as you can. Talk to people (but not about dream, except counselor(s)), go for a walk, have some tea and cookies/biscuits, loud(er) music with lyrics... Heck, even 15 minutes (not more) of "Main Stream Media" that gets you angry.
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(*) During an echocardiogram, the technician turned on the speakers for my heart sounds. Heard a fascinating collection of "Hollywood" science fiction (space) "weapons": Zings, bee-eeps, sizzles, bloops, whistles, ... You think I and those around me would want to hear that all the time ... ?
Holy shit what a nightmare!
That sounds like more than some run of the mill nightmare.
That was like those dreams people have in heavy movies,
where they're back reliving the worst moment of their life-
The battle of Serenity Valley, the car crash that killed their family.
I would be shaking too, but it must have been a relief
to wake up and realize it didn't happen.
Key things from the past often the tone our dreams.
For some reason I'm always dreaming about either finding
or losing a spot to sleep for the night, and they're often the weirdest
places- corridors under some building that nobody knew existed.
But these aren't really scary or anywhere near as awful as this one
you had; more like hassle dreams, if there is such a thing;
full of anxiety but not outright panic (those would be my apocalypse
dreams, where there's a nuclear war or a 30 story tsunami going down...)
And I'm always relieved to wake up in a bed that I'm
in no jeopardy of losing, even though it's been over
half a lifetime since that was a nightly concern of mine.
Hmmmmm, maybe my subconscious doesn't share
my conscious mind's opinion that my "lost years"
were just one big crazy adventure...
~anyway, HUGS! And sweet dreams. Veronica
We now return to our regular programming:
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Stressors
Stress precipitates perseverous thought, which in turn often leads to self-recrimeration; especially for anyone suffering from PTSD. I deal with this frequently. WE often deal with expectations from others that, while well-meaning, often are unrealistic in their expectations. It's already a set up for unmerited gult. It's not that it's wrong to want to succeed in helping our family. It's that we cannot always do things with limited or no resources. Even in writing and re-writing this comment, I recalled that I felt like I let YOU down.
So in having a nightmare that nearly duplicates our very real trauma, it is often accompanyied by OUR default of unmerited shame and gult. I cannot begin to number all the times I've repeated the phrase "I wish I were dead." My success the past thirteen years can be directly attributed to having professional counseling. Kind, encouraging words are very helpful, but they cannot replace the effectiveness of face-to-face feedback with a professional therapist. Much love to you.
Love, Andrea Lena