Dream About Underground Rave And Stalker

I was with a group of Indian people and we were going to a *literal* underground rave. It required that we pass through other legitimate gatherings that had older people. As we passed through, these people mocked and shamed us, appalled that we were on our way to party in what was actually a sacred place. I ended up getting separated from them. Then I was on my own, bouncing around a different party scene. I ended up with a stalker, who followed me home. Unbeknownst to me, he was in my closet. I found myself looking over from my actual bed to my closet. There were rustling noises coming from inside the closet and the door slid open, my stalker exiting. I began to scream and woke up yelling, "Noooo!" After I drifted back to sleep, I was trying to figure out work issues with my mom. My mom had been struggling to go in to her probation officer job, and had taken up work at a theme park. I ended up working there too. I helped sweep algae from the ground, and noted to someone I was walking along with that it wasn't the lowest of the low job. I was reminded of my first job at Sea World, and noted that even though it might seem like picking up trash/taking out garbage cans might seem like the worst, but you get a lot of time to fuck around. My mom started to have a nose bleed and decided she would no call no show to the new theme park gig. I worried if she and my dad would be okay financially. She was super nonchalant about it.