Just Another Dream Journal

I've been placed on a blood pressure med called Minipress which is helpful for nightmares and night terrors. It usually works very well. Last night was the exception.

I took one and laid down to sleep at 1:30


I dreamed I was in some sort of hostage situation. I was in some house with a few ladies, one man and a bunch of little kids. I was NOT cooperating with them in the least. I felt certain I would be raped, but I just couldn't stop my defiance. I was just SO MAD.

At one point, I grabbed my phone out of a purse [RC missed- I don't carry a purse lol] and I tried hiding it under a couch cushion but I was caught and dragged away from the phone by my feet.
Eventually, I escaped and it turns out I was in row apartment housing. At the end of the row I ran into a woman and asked her to call the cops. I didn't know which house number I had come from and I worried about the others, so I went back.

When I entered the door, one of the women was holding a gun on the 3 bad guys and the man of the house boasted about the level-headed thinking of his wife. He beamed at her and I felt his jab against me for putting up such a fight.

The cops came and they took out one dead body. The body of another woman was wrapped in some sort of plastic to keep her insides from falling out and to keep constant pressure on her wounds.


I woke up and took another minipress, don't know at what time. (My p-doc wants me to take 2 at bedtime but I can't take them together or I get extremely sick)

In another dream, I was at some sort of religious event. I think the people there were Catholic for the most part. One woman was very welcoming. She was a nun but not in the traditional sense. She didn't wear a habit and she wasn't a virgin because she entered after having kids and being married. Then the dream contradicted itself because she went on to say the Priest wanted her to change her name when she was 17 because no one would want to marry her. But she refused. Her name was pretty common too, Margaret, I think.

She was very depressed and I told her to just cast her worries on Jehovah and he would sustain her. She despised herself though so her worst enemy was herself. Then I told her to remember Job as he wrote the book of Jude [ say WHAT] and how many of the disciples entreated God to take their problems away but he said no. It wasn't God punishing them, it was them having to live with previous actions or the effects of time.

She appreciated the comfort and sat with me. Conversation got heated somewhere else, and I HAD to get involved and correct someone's misunderstanding of a certain Bible verse (?)


In yet another dream, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and found the construction crew. One of them was letting me know they were just finishing up. There were garages and smaller building all over the yard, but they looked unfinished.
I walked outside to look at their progress. There was a pile of logs near my house and as we walked by the pile became unstable and rolled. Many people were it. A couple were buried. I raced to see where I could be of help, but I felt in the way as others beat me to the wounded. So I just tried cleaning up and rearranging tools on a table (?). Then it occurred to everyone that some people could be completely buried.
All of us started to move the logs and sure enough, we found 4 white slaves (?). They were in some recess and it didn't look like they had been crushed, but they still appeared dead.
I went to check on one of the women and she darted up in shock. She said sorry about the fright, but she must have turned her "rape shield" on at the last moment. lol

A recurring theme seems to be assertiveness and aggression. Both of those things have been on my mind a lot. Especially since I answered some questionnaire about/for my youngest daughter and one of the questions was: "[Does she] knows the difference between assertiveness and aggression?" I became very annoyed at the question. I thought to myself: "There's a difference" "What's the difference"
that says volumes about me. Once I thought of it, I knew the difference and was like But in my mind, they go hand in hand because all my life my assertiveness has always = someone else's aggressiveness
So, it seems my dreams were telling me I need to stand up for myself more often, but I still need to use logic.

As for the rape theme.... in my demented mind, rape is still sex. I've not had sex for over a year and I went to sleep last night in a "mood". I can't cheat on my hubby, but if I was raped..... yeah, warped thinking I know. As if any sane person would ENJOY being raped.