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No, that's never happened, unless it happened when I was very little and thus don't remember.
I have bad dreams, and I wake up a bit shaken and unnerved. But I calm down and remember it's just a dream, and while things in them may happen eventually, just hope it's not soon.
No, that's never happened, unless it happened when I was very little and thus don't remember.
I have bad dreams, and I wake up a bit shaken and unnerved. But I calm down and remember it's just a dream, and while things in them may happen eventually, just hope it's not soon.
That is my logic, but my kids are the only thing I care about most. I don't remember it now, but they were being taken away from me. I've missed both birthdays, christmas, and fathers day, the youngest is two, I hadn't seen him since he turned one, and I'm scared he will forget who I am, because I don't know when I'll see them again, I missed I don't know how many important first things. I think about them all the time, and I'm tired of seeing all these men with they kids, I used to get at least one person,,mostly women happy to see me out with my kids a day. I wasn't the best dad ever, but I was a good dad, I took care of them when I visited. Sometimes I look at the bike I was building for the oldest, and wonder if it's even worth it.
Most people don't get it, my girlfriend only has custody of one of her three, she gets to see her girls, so she doesn't really get it. Another friend lost rights to his and he seems not to even care about it. The father of my g/f son is a friend friend of mine, he gets it, he said to me many times if I gave up on my kids, he would disown me as a friend, he loved my boys, okay, I need to stop now. That's why that dream hit me hard, normally a dream is nothing to me.
The latter for the most part. Dreams represent your minds innerworkings, and thoughts, and memories. I had a lucid dream not too long ago where I killed myself. Your imagination has a way of protraying things of the mind in weird ways, there are a few threads in Paranormal about dreams, and I'm sure here and the other section similar to this, I forgot what it was called, lol,,the other Phy- section.
But no, i've never had this. I have woken up very ANGRY reliving trauma that other people have done to me. It sucks. Muscles all tense. Not a good way to start the day.
And more than once, within the past few years since some trauma resurfaced, i've had a dream that woke me up literally with a "BANG!" going off in my head and the dream was that someone shot me in the head.
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. . . . In the other dream I was trying to save a cow from a fight with a pigeon and I ended up breaking both their beaks off by accident - weird but horrifying.
I've had a version of this at least 5xs. But mine is a dog w the snout broken and hollow of skull of a cat. Horrifying indeed.
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I dint know if this makes sense but; do dreams affect our subconscious, or does our subconscious affect our dreams?
I wonder this too. I certainly don't wake up "happy" after a bad dream and i think it can be a perpetuating cycle. . . .
We own ferrets, & my very first ferret, Ariel, was a very special, loving little girl. She was a tiny little thing (not much over a pound), w/ a HUGE personality. Even our vet said she was the prettiest ferret he'd ever seen, & he was a ferret owner himself.
Ariel died of cancer at age 6.5. It had spread to her brain, & even though she could barely walk, she still wanted to play w/ me. I was devastated when we had to let her go.
A few wks later, I had a dream that Ariel had *not* died, but that some people had stolen her. They showed her to me, & were laughing cos they had her, & I didn't. Ariel was crying & trying to come to me, but the people who had her, had her on a leash, & they kept yanking her back away from me & laughing.
I was sobbing when I woke up. The dream was so real, & Ariel was my baby.
That was about 8 yrs ago, & thinking of it still makes me tear up. :'(
I wake up crying at least 3 or 4 times a year. A real hard cry, too, tears and all. But the weird thing is, there is never a dream to go with it. Can't explain it.
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