ok, ill get straight to the nightmare. it happened over a week ago, but it terrified me that much i remember it so clearly, and even after waking in the middle of the night, going to the loo etc, i fell straight back into the exact SAME dream.
I was in what seemed like a 2 story apartment, i was upstairs in a bedroom with my 9 year old son, i think we were packing a bag for a trip home. By the door in the room, there was a window hole, just like a square on the wall where you could see through but no actual glass, my son and i were talking, i was telling him to get ready and i think i was telling him off about messing around.
I looked through the hole in the wall, and i saw my mum and brother coming up the stairs......i was telling them i wouldnt be too much longer, then they ask who i was talking to?....i told them kasey (my son) they turned away and went back down the stairs, i carried on whatever i was doing.. then i remember my husband coming into the room and hugging me, and then my mum brother and hubby take my bags and say lets go or something to that effect, and i was like "what about kasey?", and then they told me he had been killed and his body was in the next room, thts why we were leaving....i could see him stood right next to me, i spoke to him and he was upset...."im not dead, im right here he was saying. They couldnt see him... they were dragging me out of the house, and kasey was following us...and im crying to them, he isnt dead, he is right there, look....but they just mumbled about calling me a doctor.... my son following us in tears mummy im right here, take me with you, im right here.
i strugled free and ran to him.....by the room where we stodd was his body on the floor ( sry if making no sense but crying just to remember it) this is were i woke up the first time...
the second part of the dream, was more me yelling at my family saying he was right there, i could see him, i was hysterical, i could not realise this body as being my son as to me, he was stood right next to me crying because he people he loved were saying he was dead to them.
Then the last thing i remeber was my dad somehow in the same place, walking up to me and i remember being stabbed i think by him......there i woke up and would not allow myself to go back to sleep, i was crying and it felt asthough i had a wound on my stomach even though there was obviously nothing there.
This dream has haunted me....any light on this would help me.
Thanks
Ooh Jo - that does sound just awful.
I'm not so good at dreams but what I'm getting is a feeling of separation here. A lot of members of your own 'birth' family - parents and sibling trying to draw you away from your new life as it is now, and just not listening to you telling them how you want and know things to be.
You say your husband hugged you - does he feel stuck in the middle wanting to support you but feeling unable?
I think maybe your son in the dream is symbolic of your inner self, rather than actually your child, and that maybe you feel your family want you to deny its existence and to live in a way that they feel is 'normal'. Do you feel that you are unable to follow both paths, as if you have to make a decision between what you want and what they want for you?
I hope that makes some sense to you, I am just typing what I felt as I read your post, and it came out kind of quickly!!
I have heard that if you tell someone your dream - especially a nightmare - there is much less chance of it returning as by voicing it you are starting to recognise what your sub-concious is trying to get you to acknowledge.
Wispy~Misty x
thank you so much....
My husband has recenty spoke continuously about moving to new zealand.... i am very close with my family and do not feel ready to leave them for fear of never being near them. He does not have the same relationship with his family but career and family life for us our there would improve.
So i feel do feel torn, but i really couldnt not understand maybe what was bugging me until you said that about my dream.
So thankyou.