3 Jun 2024
Dream
This isn't a new dream, it's a more older dream that I wanted to put in the app to see what you have to say. So the dream goes like this. I dream that me and my husband were at the first house we grew up in, me and my family and my brothers. In real life he has been there a couple of times so he knows what the house looks like but we haven't stayed in one place for long, especially during the divorce, my mom and dad's divorce, but we ended up back at that house in the end. Anyway, in my dream it was me and my husband and we were in the garden, the back garden where the fruit trees are, there's a dam, a water dam that provides the garden with water and such and also there's a small shed where the garden worker guy keeps the tools and lawnmower and stuff, but it's not a very big shed, we didn't like going into the shed because it only has a door and it's very dark inside there. In my dream I remember me and my husband were over there at the shed and I was inside the shed, the door was open. Also I just want to say this was a really hard fever dream because it felt so real and I was very distressed because it felt like my waking self wanted to talk to myself in the dream, but my dream self didn't want to listen so it was like a fever dream. Anyway I was standing in the doorway of the shed and I seemed normal at first, I was beckoning my husband to come closer, but my waking self wanted to scream at him, don't go closer, that's not me, that's not me, be careful. And I, the person in my dream that was me wanted him to come closer, but he was hesitant, he was very hesitant and I think he knew something was wrong, but it did seem like me, so he came closer until he was near that I could almost touch him. He stretched out his hand and I grabbed his hand with one of my hands and I wanted to pull him inside the shed, but my dream self was very strong, my waking self was screaming don't hurt my husband, don't, it's not me, it's not me, and I woke, sleep, it was a fever dream. Anyway, I grabbed his arm and he squinted his face because it was painful, I don't know how I was able to be that strong, I, my nails pierced his skin and he tried to let loose his arm to let go of me and he didn't come right, I was very strong and his eyes travelled past me inside the shed where it was very dark, it was like this darkness that beckoned him to come in, but the darkness is also me standing there and then his eyes went wide because I don't know if he could see, but there was like this, this thing, this dark thing also standing behind me like a creature, but you can't see, it's just, it's like the portrayal of the darkness inside, portrayed as a creature that's standing over me and guiding my personality, my actions, wanting him to come into this darkness with me and I just had this evil sinister look on my face, like this pleasurable smile, like I'm going to get him to do this thing, but it's not me and suddenly my eyes started to turn dark like black and suddenly around him in the garden, my family was there, a lot of people that I know, my brothers, my mom, my dad, his parents and they were just looking at the scene standing behind him and their eyes were also dark and he, he looked at me and he was just sad that this happened and me, my waking self was just screaming at him, please don't, don't, that's not me, eventually he let, he got loose his arm from me and he stood in, stood in the doorway, he didn't step into the darkness, he was standing in the bright light of the garden, but his eyes started to close off and he just looked sad and he didn't know, it seemed that he didn't know what to do, if he wanted to go with me, that's not me or to stay there because the me that was not me wanted him to come into the shade, into the darkness, but he knew he couldn't and that was the gist of the dream.
