17 Mar 2024
pages.dreamInterpretation.dream
I remember it was me and my dad and my girls, we was in a house and I remember my kids having food on the kitchen counter and I had my dad feed them. Well my dad pretty much walked off somewhere and I continued to feed my girls McDonald's. My youngest daughter had a chicken nugget that I had given her and I remember my dad coming back into the house and pretty much getting mad because I gave my own child a chicken nugget. So I remember me literally just getting upset and mad and telling him to get the fuck out of my house, that he had to go. And he tried to argue with me and told me to shut the fuck up and I literally told him no to get the fuck out of my house. He did not know how to respect boundaries. He wondered why I never wanted to fucking live with him. This is why he could not live with me, that he had to go. I remember I broke down and started crying because I was screaming for him to leave and he would not leave. I was at that point begging him to get the fuck out of my house and that man was not leaving my fucking house and it was pissing me off. I remember him telling him, you don't fucking listen. You don't know how to fucking listen. After that dream ended I slightly woke up for a little bit. The next dream I had involved Quintrell yet again. And that dream is so hazy but at this point I am tired of having dreams about Quintrell and his ex Lexi. I do not give two fucks about them two. If she still wants him she can have him. If he still wants her he can have her. I don't want to be connected to Quintrell no more. I don't give a fuck about what happens between me and this man no more. I really fucking don't. And so for my subconscious to keep trying to tell me that I care, no the fuck I don't. I want this man the fuck away from me. That's what the fuck I want. I don't want to be connected to him, his ex, or any fucking body that does not care or listen.
