20 Apr 2025
Dream
I was working out with a personal trainer, a black man, and I was friends with his wife, but I knew things weren’t right and that I was spending way too much time with him, but we had not had sex, but we were much closer than we should be allowed to be, physically and emotionally, and I knew it was wrong and yet I really liked his wife and was friends with her and so it was a very awkward situation. I don’t know any of these people in real life, but just in the dream; it felt very awkward and uncomfortable. He and I agreed that once my coaching was over, we would part ways. in another part of the dream, for some reason, there was a right-wing Christian very traditional man in my house, and he was making me very uncomfortable, and I was moving out of my house for some other reason, and he just happened to be there. I never invited him; at one point I had a huge bag and I was throwing things in it to donate. The man came into the room and he said he was going to put up some little portable satellite antenna, but at least he had manners and he said he could wait, but I told him to go ahead and he needed to step on the plastic from the bag; it was a gigantic bag that I was putting things in, and I had laid out across my carpet. There was something the man had hidden from me at one point, something to do with a stalker is all I remember, and it was something he had found, and thought it was best that women did not know, or best that me as a woman did not know. He was discussing it with other men and he had thrown it on his plate or into his paper cup and into the trash. I overheard this when I was sitting with my ex-husband, Shane; so when he was not looking, I went and got that out of the trash and it was something written in a plastic bottle cap is all I remember, but I don’t remember what it said. This man made me very uncomfortable and he’s not somebody I knew, just a stranger in my dream. His religious and political views made me uncomfortable. at some point later, I was in another room in the house and meeting with people, and was very happy to hear that they were using respectful correct pronouns, including “they, them,” and honoring people’s chosen gender expressions. I’m not sure if the door just happened to be closed or if we were purposefully hiding our discussion from this very volatile person and it seems weird that we would be hiding from this man in what was I assume my own home in the dream. My daughter was in the dream too, but I don’t recall her interacting in the dream.
