Zeyla
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Does anyone else get disterbing nightmares everynight? Like, so many it's just normal for you now?
If you do, let's share the ones that are so twisted we can't tell anyone else about!
In first the anxiety nightmare I remember (although not well, it was about 5 years ago), me, my mum, and my sister were going on a boat. For some reason, we had to dump something in the ocean, and let the boat sink, and not let anyone else know about it. (I think it was gang-related or something.) My mum explained the plan to me. It included tying these weights to our feet. I was scared and asked how we'd make it back to shore with weights. She looked at me funny, as though I was joking, and started laughing at me. She told me that we weren't supposed to make it back to shore. Disposing of the stuff included disposing of ourselves. I was shocked and scared and told her I didn't want to die. She told me I had to, we all were. I said it was suicide. Then we were on the boat. Then I woke up.
The worst one I remember requires some background information. My dad's terminally ill. The day before the nightmare, my mum told me that he didn't want a furneral. I started crying, because I wanted a chance to say goodbye to him. My mum ignored me, and told me that it wasn't my choice. Also that day, my best friend told me about how a women she knows had her horse shot, and sold to a pet food company. The women had told my friend all about how the horse was cut up on a tarpolen, on her property. I listened to my friend (through MSN), so she could share the truma. We're both vegetarians, so we're extra sensitive to that kind of thing. I threw up a little after she told me, although never told her. I also never told her about the nightmare I had that night. I don't want to write it out, it was that bad. But it combined the ideas of my parents not caring about how I felt, no funeral, not respecting the dead, the idea of propheting from dead bodies, killing the animal/person early, to phophet from it, consuming people. Ugh, I've never even written that out before, now I feel really sick
I'm not sure if it seems bad to other people, or if it just effected me particularly badly
What nightmares have you never shared?
If you do, let's share the ones that are so twisted we can't tell anyone else about!
In first the anxiety nightmare I remember (although not well, it was about 5 years ago), me, my mum, and my sister were going on a boat. For some reason, we had to dump something in the ocean, and let the boat sink, and not let anyone else know about it. (I think it was gang-related or something.) My mum explained the plan to me. It included tying these weights to our feet. I was scared and asked how we'd make it back to shore with weights. She looked at me funny, as though I was joking, and started laughing at me. She told me that we weren't supposed to make it back to shore. Disposing of the stuff included disposing of ourselves. I was shocked and scared and told her I didn't want to die. She told me I had to, we all were. I said it was suicide. Then we were on the boat. Then I woke up.
The worst one I remember requires some background information. My dad's terminally ill. The day before the nightmare, my mum told me that he didn't want a furneral. I started crying, because I wanted a chance to say goodbye to him. My mum ignored me, and told me that it wasn't my choice. Also that day, my best friend told me about how a women she knows had her horse shot, and sold to a pet food company. The women had told my friend all about how the horse was cut up on a tarpolen, on her property. I listened to my friend (through MSN), so she could share the truma. We're both vegetarians, so we're extra sensitive to that kind of thing. I threw up a little after she told me, although never told her. I also never told her about the nightmare I had that night. I don't want to write it out, it was that bad. But it combined the ideas of my parents not caring about how I felt, no funeral, not respecting the dead, the idea of propheting from dead bodies, killing the animal/person early, to phophet from it, consuming people. Ugh, I've never even written that out before, now I feel really sick
I'm not sure if it seems bad to other people, or if it just effected me particularly badly What nightmares have you never shared?
