18 Sep 2024
Dream
This was a continuation of a previous dream…where I was waiting for approval for the abandoned apartment I was staying in. This black haired, white lady with blue eyes, was trying her best to get me to be allowed to stay, even as others were checking it out. I had a small grey black kitten in my hands who clung tightly to me, purring happily at my doting and loving on her.
Then…my abusive mother showed up again. The Kitten always was wary of her but my mom, once again, was disturbing my peace, trying to bond back with me—to have a relationship with me again.
And I let her see the consequences of her supposed “parenting.” As the black haired white lady with blue eyes from earlier came back as I was going off on my abusive mom. The lady politely explained that after tomorrow I had to get out. I protested, explaining that tomorrow I had no other place to go. This was my only chance at this apartment.
My abusive mother (aka egg donor) moved out of view, as I explained to the lady about the housing market, the job market, my disability; how things were already unfair to get stabilized to begin with due to corporate greed and capitalism. She then understood and said, “I’ll try to talk with her again…” and she left.
Abusive mother swooped in and tried to snatch the purring kitten away from me, and the cat was flung into the wall with drawers, as I fretted over the kitten, the kitten hid in the space between the wall and cabinet.
Abusive mother still trying to convince me to give her one more chance. And I tore her a new one. I don’t remember what all I said, even as I moved to lay down and she moved to sit next to me in the dark; but I know I was angry, with hot tears down my face.
And she said something about my sickness and my death rites and her wanting to help with that. I slowly turned towards her, placed myself above her and said coldly and with finality, “If you TOUCH a single one of my death rites…a SINGULAR part or word of it…I will ensure that everything prosperous in your life is blocked and robbed from you; and you will never live your life free from destitution and chaos. Do you understand me?” She finally understood her actions have consequences, but I simply turned back around, the kitten leapt into my arms again…and snuggled against my face like how my late pupp, Shy, would do it.
As I fell asleep in dream, I woke up to the “Last call for breakfast, ladies!” At the shelter I’m staying in at 7:17 in the morning.
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