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Dream Interpretation
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Dream Interpretation Here is a re-post of the dream I had the other night: I was at a house on the street I lived on before I bought this house. The house was abandoned and rumored to be haunted. This house does not exist in real life but was plain as day in my dream, I could see my former neighbor's flowers and every other little detail. I decided to check it out to see if it really was haunted. Upon walking inside, my friend Zeeke was there cooking dinner. So, I continued my investigation and went upstairs. I found ghosts, many of them. One was a blond woman with pure white eyes. She seemed angry and began to come after me. I was terrified and ran out screaming. Zeeke ran after me and convinced me to come back inside to visit. One of my sisters showed up and commented on how nicely we had fixed the place up. We were looking at old bottles and I told her of the ghosts. She left and I decided to try to go upstairs again. At the top of the stairs was a half full glass of milk...something in my mind told me not to touch it, it was a trap or something so I raced back downstairs. Zeeke and I began fooling around and all of a sudden he left the bed and I heard him leave the house. I immediately became terrified and the more scared I felt, the more blackness seeped into the room. I flew out of there and outside where I collapsed on the back porch. Zeeke brought me inside and I was trying to tell everyone what I saw but nobody would listen. I went to the computer and started yelling at it, challenging the ghost to make itself known. It did, it manifested thru the computer. So, I left. As I was walking down the street I looked back at the house. From the upstairs window I could see an evil looking little girl staring back at me. The funny thing about the dream was how deeply I could feel the fear and terror. I'll be analyzing this one all day! I think I have it figured out. Somehow this deals with the end of my marriage. The street the haunted house was on happened to be the street that my ex and I bought our first house. While living there I constantly thought about the many ghosts from my past but never dealt with them. We drank, alot. To the point that we got lost in it and our marriage suffered. I felt like he heard me but never listened, so eventually I quit talking. The breakdown of communication was the beginning of the end and introducing the computer into the mix sealed it. I discovered a whole other world existed beyond my alcoholic haze. And somehow, I can't really explain it but somehow it all comes down to the fact that I had not dealt with my childhood demons. That was really a major part in the downfall of my marriage. I was not happy, long before I ever met my ex. My ex is a wonderful man. The type of man that a woman could be happy with for life. But not me because I wasn't happy inside. It's nobody's fault, really. My demons were there because I was not yet at a point where I could deal with them. I also believe this depression contributed to my weight gain back then. I was about 100 pounds until my memory came back. The more I remembered the fatter I got. I digress, I think  Back to the dream.... I think the blonde ghost represented my anger that I was always running away from. I think Zeeke represented my need to be listened to. Zeeke and I have never been anything but friends, but the guy has always listened to me. I think the house represented the scary place that I was dwelling in, inside my head when things started to go bad. I think the little girl looking back at me thru the window represented myself, my inner child. Still trapped in that scary place, looking out. Haven't figured out what the half full glass of milk represents. Maybe it was something good that I never tried to obtain. I just let it spoil. My marriage, for example. Does this make any kind of sense or does it sound like insane rambling???   |
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as long as you are opening up and sharing and looking for answers, one question comes to mind. do you think you might have been abused or molested as a very young child? i had a girlfriend years ago who had been, and several of the images you describe mirror ones she described to me. im sorry to have to suggest this to you, but if it is true, facing it and dealing with it, although painful in the short-term, will help you move on in the long-term. i really hope this helps. "well only get through this if we work together. if we dont, none of us will"
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I hear ya there. I think you're better at dream interpretation than I am. Do you remember when I told you about the dream I had? You told me it was a sign. A sign that I failed to read, and it led to more pain. And still, I'm conflicted. I'll have to tell you more about it sometime. I shouldn't talk about it here. All I can say is I keep going back. In my mind, in my life, and I know I shouldn't. Come into my realm! You aren't afraid...are you?
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