My Own Kind of Disturbing
by
, 02-24-2011 at 07:51 PM (417 Views)
I was pregnant for the first time (I have a son in real life) and me and T were going to have a girl. We were fighting over something, vaguely remember it being something he would have to go get that would take 4 hours. I think I ended up riding along with him and a friend. That's when I went into labor.
It was really weird though, kinda twisted. I was delivering my own baby, what was in front of me was some weird creature out of Aliens and I have no idea where that came from. The baby died. I was really upset, but T was going around talking about it very lightly, kind of like shrugging it off. And everyone around me was acting like it was no big deal. I remember getting ready to get out of my car and I just stopped and looked around, then started crying really bad.
I go inside this house, thinking I would be alone. I had a being "single" mindset for some reason, like because we lost the baby we wouldn't be together. I walk in to my ex's mom and dad. They're asking me what type of liquors I want with what kind of pop to chase. I told them it didn't matter, just lots of liquor. Then I realized they just wanted to party, they didn't care about what happened. I started to walk to the bedroom when a kid I used to go to school with stood in my way. He wouldn't let me through. I looked out the window and saw lightning and could hear thunder. I woke up.
(When I woke up, say 5 this morning, I was feeding my son and it began storming halfway through, really bad. Not really weird, I knew it was going to storm last night.)
I went back to bed and had some more dreams. I can only remember bits and pieces though. Ever since I stopped writing in my dream journal, I haven't had good recall. I'll have to start up again. I was doing pretty good.