On Friday night, I dreamed I was at Mom and Brad's where Mom delivered the news that Brad didn't really like me anymore. A short while after that, because I hadn't reacted favourably to a childish prank Nick was relaying to us, he angrily declared that he was done with me, too. I then got to sit there and listen while Mom defended Nick.
Yeah.
Last night I dreamed that (for some reason), I went to Taylor's psychiatrist appointment (she doesn't see one, for the record) to let her know that Taylor couldn't make it; I ended up staying and taking Taylor's appointment instead. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the psych ward the next day - seems Dr. Psych had convinced me to sign myself in.
(There was some convoluted bit in the middle about a male psychiatrist who was using wipes disguised as glass cleaner to "clean" patients' glasses, only to really cover them with some weird film that caused them to hallucinate and make them think they were crazy and needed to stay.)
Once I finally left the psych ward and returned to work (my longest and most-hated retail job, which features prominently in ANY dream where I'm feeling inadequate) - where I discovered someone had kindly scrawled "LOONEY BIN" across all of my missed shifts so EVERYONE knew where I was - it came out that it was all a ruse by Mom to dump me into the psych ward to "get rid of" me.
Can we say "issues" much? Geesh.
That is so gnarly. *HUGS*
ReplyDeleteMy most recent, vivid inadequate dream was a few days ago, and involved being in a Hurricane, and having to admit to the parents that no, I *didn't* know where their son was--when I had been supposed to pick him up from daycare or something? & so the kid might've been taken by the weather! That was some scary shizz...my man woke me up out of it because I kicked him, I think. ;p
Sounds like you need to take some time out of the 'family-relationship' stress and just focus on yourself. Sorry it's so overwhelming right now. Hopefully you can get to a point soon where you feel good about you. Hugs :)
ReplyDeleteUm. Yikes! Put a moratorium on the family communication for a while.
ReplyDeleteWhat on earth were you eating before bed? That is one seriously angst-filled dream.
ReplyDeleteAnd here I thought my dreams about cows following me around were weird. ;)
ReplyDeleteThe mind works the way the mind works...and sometimes it's to get us through a particularly rough day.
Holy crap, Chibi. That's messed up. I am jealous that you remember your dreams, though. I remember so few of mine.
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