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12.01.2015

Weird ex and step dad nonsense. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was with my family enjoying some vacation. Hanging around, there were three female friends and one of them, called Teresa who was my ex. My mom told me that Teresa still loved me ( I have an ex called Teresa, but my mom never met with her and she neither looked in the dream like she looked in real life and we had a mutual agreement in parting ways.)

Teresa was at the beach and wanted to lay down on the sand with me and watch the stars together. I felt my wife would get pissed if I did that and I tried to look for my wife.

My step dad was acting like a jerk and he tried to fight me twice. He threw me to a corner and punched me, but it did not hurt. I decided to send him a psychic attack in order to mess him up.

Later my mom told me to go to the Canari Island for one day, something I found impossible just for the time of the flight there.

So this is based in my house and the scene is repeated usually in my room, so my mum has a a husband but she doesn't have one in real life, so my sort of step dad has these two assistants who visit my room every night and to steal stuff from my room, nothing else and I'm always scared of them even though they never hurt of me. When these two men open the door they point a flashlight at me everytime to see if I'm asleep, usually I wake up when they do that but one time I woke up and they were in my room already. They visited me twice in the dream. the first time they opened the door I said "Eh" I struggled to say it cause I felt like my body was paraliyzed and really tired, they closed the door immedietly. I then told my mum to tell my stepdad to get them the hell out cause they've been doing that ever since the stepdad arrived (never managed to steal anything) She believed in me but then my stepdad didn't, he told me I just wanted attention and the reason I wanted attention was because I was a slut (I AM NOT!) The next day they came back like most of the time, pointed the flashlight at me again but this time I felt paralyzed, tired and sick. I couldn't speak I just watched them walk around me room nothing else. I would wake up really scared and I almost had a panic attack when I saw my bedroom door was wide open but then I realized my cat was on my bed so it was him.

Original Date: 2/25/2011 (afternoon nap - first recall in 2 days)
Type: Ordinary/Anxiety - Non Lucid

Dream:
I was suddenly in a living room my mom and step dad. I remember my step dad saying something about my mom's dog, Buddy, and then pausing for a bit. A few moments later he stood up and walked over towards my mom and opened a box next to her, and I heard rustling around and a jingle of metal/aluminum. Then Buddy popped up out the top of the box, I was calling out his name and was very excited to see him (because I absolutely love dogs and had to leave my 2 back home). So I was sitting in a chair and Buddy was then up next to me in the chair curled up along my left side sleeping, and somehow was covered in like a cloth or blanket. I remember watching tv, but somehow interacting with whatever was on (it was vivid in my dream, but I cannot recall), I think at some point my step dad was changing channels and I may have been changing them back.

Then the setting changed, I was in some kitchen with a very dim light. I don't remember how, but I filled some container up with water that was on the counter. I turned away and I think I was looking for Buddy. All of a sudden I couldn't find him and thought "oh shit!", I had accidentally dumped him in the water pitcher! I could see him still wrapped in the little thin cloth lying on the bottom of the filled water pitcher! I instantly pulled the top off of it, shoved my had in and pulled him out. I unwrapped the cloth, at this point he was palm sized, so abnormally small, not because of the water, but in the dream it was natural. (I felt like his size was possibly a sign of delicacy.) So I started trying to get the water out of his lungs by patting his back sternly, and some was coming up/out. Then there was this strange like 2 or 3 piece machine in the kitchen that he would fit on that would somehow xray him to show water spots in the lungs, but I couldn't find a piece to it, I was searching frantically. At the same time Buddy (still micro size) was up, alive, walking around on the floor, soaked, but alive. I remember seeing him walk around but still feeling worried about him. So I took hold of him and for some reason stuck my pinkie in his mouth to trigger gag reflex to force up excess water. (But this makes no sense because there is no danger if water is in the stomach, only the lungs.)

Objective Context:
Today is my birthday and my step dad (who creeps me out and I have not had contact with for over a year, by choice) texted me and called. My mom sent me a text. I am an EMT basic, so life skills and sustaining life are ingrained into me, but a dumb attempt like that makes no sense to me.

Feelings:
Excitement, contentment, neutral, fear, panic, sadness, worry and guilt

Last night was really disappointing for recall. I only have 3 tiny fragments. I contemplated not even putting them in here, but as per Stephen LaBerge, apparently I must record everything.

Fragment 1

I had this vision (eyes open) of my son falling out of his highchair, so I grabbed for him in a panic. It turned out it was just my man's knees (bent so his feet were placed flat on the mattress) moving under the covers. He looked at me like I was nuts as I explained I thought his legs were our son falling from a highchair. But that's not unusual for him to look at me that way - he knows I do crazy things in my sleep

Fragment 2

My Step Dad was farming something in a field. I don't remember what it was, but it was something very unusual - something inanimate/not alive. I was questioning him as to what the heck he was doing.

Fragment 3

No real details about this one, except knowing that my Brother in Law was in it, and I had a definite feeling of awkwardness/discomfort. No idea what was going on there.