For many years i've had crazy dreams and i've been very careful in writing them in a dream diary. There are so many i'd like to deep dive into, but this one in particular left me puzzled.

In this dream, I was visiting my very old school (now closed) and as I was walking down the halls, I would look at some paintings they had and thought of taking some with me. I want to add that in this dream I was my current adult self just visiting my old school. As I made a turn, I noticed that area was being under construction? It was all empty and really spacious. Then I noticed a hole on the floor and there was a tiny puppy in it. Outside the hole, surrounding the puppy, there were other two dogs.

The puppy was a border collie I believe. The second dog was a black senior one, could tell because the face was already getting silver. And the third dog is the one that stands out the most... it was as if it was made of glass? The entire body was like marbled? Had grey, white and gold in the marbled texture. The head was clear transparent glass, and I could see its golden skull. Under its paw there was a clear crystal ball too. I didn't find it scary at all, I was mostly marveled by how beautiful it looked. Both adult dogs looked at me then back to the puppy, as if they were asking me to take care of it. I held on to the puppy and I could feel like it felt safe and snuggled to get some sleep. The senior dog seemed satisfied and kinda just left? While the glass dog just sat there and looked at me. Even in that transparent glass head, I could tell that it looked satisfied and also very serene.

Sorry if it's a bit messy and my grammar sucks, but I really just wanted to leave this out. Maybe some other time i'll draw the glass dog while it's still fresh in my memory. But i'd appreciate some insight about it, what could it be mean and if there any spiritual meaning behind it. Thank you so much for your time!

Here is a bullet point list sequencing the events of my dream last night. Hopefully someone can decipher the meaning of all or some.

- with my parents and sisters at the airport getting ready to catch a flight

- we're about to board but I decide i need to pee, so I leave to find a restroom

- I'm walking for a while trying to find one and suddenly the airport is looking less and less like an airport

- I find myself in a multi-level, dilapidated warehouse-like building and I'm running through hallways on an upper floor, peeking into rooms trying to find a bathroom

- I find a filthy bathroom and urinate for what seems like minutes in a filthy toilet. I'm thinking I need to hurry to catch my flight but I'm probably going to miss it because I've got to be too far from the airport by now.

- a sense of danger comes over me because there's a chance I may be trapped in this building

- I start running and see an outdoor stairwell and run downstairs for several flights

- I finally make it out where I'm now in a plain, abandoned field and as soon as I start heading back to the airport, I wake up.

I realize I don't actually need to pee at all.

What does this mean?

Now realistically, I know it's just my brain making stuff up and none of it's actually real, or matters. But that's now really what I'm looking for with this post, if that makes sense. So please, i sincerely request you to go hogwild with your interpretations and leave practically behind.

The only reason I'm even making this post, is because a lot of years ago(way before Covid) i had read in a random old book in the library that blue fish held some special meaning in dreams. But i cannot for the life of me Remember what that meaning was. It's like it's been erased from my memory, i can remember the before, during and after of me picking up that book when I really sit down and try to remember, but that exact thing, the part that was about the meaning and symbolism, i cannot remember at all.

I'll mention the ending first that happened today and yesterday, before i mention the actual dreams. Here goes. I am walking on a badly built concrete road flanked by small houses (no matter how much i explain how these houses look like, I'm quitely confident none of you will be able to understand because I have only seen houses that look like that in one particular place) I walk slowly, the day is overcast and weirdly grey but vibrant at the same time. I keep walking till there's no more houses to my right, only on my left, on the right there is a massive empty green field, and there's palm trees on either side of the road ahead of me, but not currently where I am. I have a carton of frooti in my hand, but it's empty. I remember asking someone where a dustbin is. I get a reply to just toss it in the drain, i look down towards my side and the drain is filled with black dirty water with a few packets in it already, i don't remember if it was stagnant or floating, but i remember that I said I wouldn't toss it and that person to told me to do it evaporates. Then i look down again and the entire road is filled with clear, clean water up to my ankles. By my feet I see something shining and glistening like a pearlescent transparent opal. At first i think it's just the sun hitting the water, then it moves, it looks like a leaf, it's flat, like a fish on its side, but it's not on its side, it quickly splashes some water on my shins with its tail, which looks like it's made of some sort of crystal because it's all angular and jagged, then it swims away and disintegrates into the water. I resume walking but then almost immediately i notice something beside me and almost jump sideways. At first i think it's a goat, because it's big, it's up to my stomach, it's pitch black, and it's wide. But I don't see fur, or horns, or legs, and it's not walking, it's floating. I notice fins, thin and wispy, flowing, and scales all over, it's clearly a fish, but it's not a fish that would usually be big, instead it looks like gigantified goldfish. Then another fish, just as big and just as black appears beside it. This creeps me out because fish creep me out. They look weird and give me the heebie jeebies. I remember my heart beating fast, looking around and everything is completely submerged in water, there's no other fish, just those two, I can still breathe as normal but the air is heavier and there's just a slight blue tint to the world. Then i remember being lifted up in the air fast, like I'm being yanked by something high up, i remember looking down at the canopy of the palm trees from above. Then being yanked down just as quickly and just as powerfully. As soon as I'm about to touch the ground, I wake up. The last thing I see is those two massive fuckoff black goldfish, and their weird small mouths just opening and closing like goldfish do, but at the last possible moment, that shiny blue tiny opal fish again right the second i wake up.

The only reason I even remember this shit in so much detail is because I've just woken up 10 minutes ago, and writing this because it's weird this happened twice.

Now, onto the dreams. Dream 1(yesterday), this one i remember less clearly: I am in a courtroom, or maybe a prison i don't know which, and i don't remember why I'm there. I remember walking out and instead of the street I'm walking through/across roofs of apartment buildings. I remember that I come to a door on one of the roofs and press the bell button, and one of my older cousins comes to the door and unlocks it for me. He looks annoyed that I'm here but doesn't say anything about it, leads me down the stairs and to the ground floor, opens the door and ushers me out to a badly built concrete street with houses on the other side. I walk out onto the street, turn back to wave then look forward again, then turn back again but the massive multi storied apartment building is gone, and in its place is the same houses on the other side of the road. And then well, you've read the paragraph above (hopefully) I'm sure the dream was longer and much more detailed but this is the only part that i remember.

Dream 2 (today), please don't read this if you're not old enough, it's quite explicit, and I also apologise for the bad language (please don't delete my post mods, I've censored this!): The first thing i remember is that I'm on my bed at my old house that i grew up in, and not the house i live in currently. I wake up and sit up, there's a lot of people at the house, family members, non family members, people i know, people I don't know, there's a celebratory atmosphere, everybody's Happy and there's a lot of hustle and bustle. I don't remember exactly what the celebration was for, it was either garba or a marriage, one of the two. As i sit up, i see a few of my cousins( all dudes) already dressed and talking amongst themselves, I'm in a wifebeater and shorts, groggy and yawning, my father comes in and introduces two girls, i don't remember their names but he did say what their names were. He also tells me to get up and get ready for the festivities. I toss the blanket aside and drag myself to the edge of the bed, stand up, yawn and stretch. One thing weird i remember is that nobody was noticing I was even there. It's like they were in the background and literally NPCs, even though they aren't NPCs, they're literally my brothers. Anyway, one of the two girls approaches me, she's the star of the show in this one. Weird thing about her is that she gave me this really weird uncanny valley, deja-vu feeling, like i know this girl, I've not just seen her before, but also met her, known her, but this is also the first time in my life I am meeting anyone who fits her description, dream or real life. I don't know how to describe her because I don't usually describe women, so please bear with me in trying my best. She's petite, but not tiny, in 6'3 and the top of her head i remember just about reaching above my shoulders, she's got skin nearly the same shade of brown as i do, except she's just barely noticeably paler, she's got quite long wavy hair, like not completely straight but absolutely not curly either,I can't exactly remember her face but i remember being absolutely awestruck and enamoured by her eyes, she had this thin line of kajal going across just her lower eye lid, and a small black bindi in the middle of her eyes, it was quite simplistic but absolutely gorgeous on her. I remember she was wearing a black oversized tshirt and black short shorts. She begins talking to me and i remember immediately thinking that this is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. Hell, even though now ive woken up, that feeling and that memory of "she's the most beautiful girl I have ever seen" is still lodged in my brain and makes my heart flutter for some reason when I think about it. After some small talk I can't be arsed to remember she begins feeling me up, and I return the favour, then she pushes me on my bed and climbs on top of me, I flip us around so I'm on top and she's on the bed, and i remember this feeling of sheer unadulterated terror as i stop myself and look around because my brothers are all there and what I was about to do is just plain and simple weird and gross, but when I look around, it's the same thing, it's as if they're NPCs and they don't even realise that I'm there or if i even exist. I remember grabbing her by the arm and running out of the room with her, going to the other room, shutting the door(but not locking it) and lifting her up on the wall right beside the door. We then begin to kiss like rabid animals and explore each other, then after what felt like a delicious eternity the door opens with a bang and slams into my back and head because I am in the arc of the door, and my mother this time, loudly calls out my name because she can't see me because we are hidden behind the door, and she says I need to get ready because the event is starting soon. After my mother leaves and the footsteps go away, the girl says she needs to get ready too, kisses me on the cheek and walks off. I don't remember the in between but i remember being dressed up in quite a colorful kurta, and walking out, talking to my cousins, i remember laughing at a random joke, the other girl comes into the room, begins talking to all of us, I ask her where her friend is, she shrugs, i keep talking, after a while i walk out, speak to other people, socialise, ask about where she is, nobody knows where she is. I remember getting worried and anxious for some reason I don't know why, remember that uneasy feeling and my heart beating fast, at one point I remember i stop talking to people altogether, the crowd gets weirdly dense and I just start pushing people away as i keep walking, i run around my garden looking for her, then I find her, she's talking to some random npc and she's facing away, she's wearing a black lehenga with multi coloured zardozi embroidery, I call to her, she turns around and somehow looks even prettier than she did before. She walks up to me, my mouth is hanging open because I am in awe, i remember her giggling and pushing my open mouth up with her index finger, she stands beside me, her hand is on my chest, my hand is around her waist, I'm holding her quite tightly we stand together for a while, not speaking just looking at everything around us. Then she walks forward, turns around and grabs both my hands and says something i cannot remember with a very sad and sullen expression. Then suddenly she smiles and kisses me, i kiss her back, suddenly we're not in my crowded garden anymore but instead alone in my bedroom when I break the kiss for air(funny how that happens), clothes immediately come off and i begin kissing her again, she bites my hand till it bleeds, lick the blood and winks at me, then she grab my head with one hand and slams it on her titties while she uses her hand on my... You know what. After a moment like that, i push her down and begin eating her out, i make her cum, she squirts, but just before that, the fucking blue fish jumps up out of her... Flicks it's tail, some droplets hit me, i don't know if it was water, or if it was her, or what, but I jerk my head back in shock and surprise and close my eyes as the mystery liquid hits my face. And when I open my eyes again, I'M ON THE FUCKING CONCRETE ROAD AGAIN!

A few weird things about this dream in particular, everything felt weirdly real, and even though as in writing this it's been a while, I still remember everything quite clearly. I vividly remember being able to feel everything. Like for example with yesterday's dream, i only physically felt the feeling of being yanked up in the air, and being yanked back down. But with today's dream i remember everything, every feeling, every little touch, every step. I remember it all. I remember the feeling of the bedsheet as I dragged my ass off it, i remember my bones cracking as i stretched, i remember the door slamming into the back of my head(it still hurts), i remember the feeling of disgust at myself as I was on top of her in a room full of my brothers, but most importantly i remember every little miniscule touch of her, and when I think about it it's like my body yearns for that touch again, craves it. But I know I can never feel that again. A dream like this I also find quite weird because as far as I know about dreams, your brain cannot create new people, it just recycled through the people you've already seen/met before(I may be wrong on this?), but this girl, I have never seen or met anyone like her ever in my life. Also weird is the fact that I haven't had dreams as vividly explicit like this before, i have been in relationships before, I have had physical relations with women in and out of relationships, but not one scenario like this ever in my life.

But THE WEIRDEST THING BY FAR, is the fact that I have woken up with weirdly teeth shaped bruises on my hand where she bit me, and a weird small small circular scar where her canine pierced my skin and made me bleed. BOTH OF THOSE THINGS WERE NOT THERE BEFORE I WENT TO SLEEP YESTERDAY!!! I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THEY APPEARED IN REAL LIFE! Pictures attached.

I also don't know what either of those dreams have to do with fish, what the symbolism of blue fish even means, what it means in my particular scenario, or what it means for me. I don't understand why that particular small opal blue crystalline fish. That's not a real fish, fish like that don't exist. Why the two massive black goldfish. Why did the same thing repeat two days in a row, with two wildly different dreams, just before I woke up, and the same exact thing woke me up.

My mind is in three parts right now, ones confused as fuck about the fish, one parts wondering why the same ending happened twice, and one part is just yearning for a touch I know I'll never receive again. Once again, please don't tell me that it's just my brain braining, and to be rational. I know that, but that's not what I'm looking for.

Please and Thank You.

I keep having this reoccurring dream where I’m in my Great grandparents house just after they passed and im looking for something important. In these dream I’m going through all tables and closets looking for some important piece of paper. In the dream I don’t know what it is but i think to myself “I need to find it” I always wake up before I can find anything.

Just a bit of backstory: both my grandparents passed unexpectedly in a car accident in 2018. They were my great grandparents and I was extremely close to my great grandma. I visited their property once after they passed and before my grandfather sold it. I looked for a key to try to get in the house and couldn’t find it. So I just sat on the chair by the front door until the sun started going down (I had a 5 hour drive home so I had to leave) I haven’t been back since.

Edit: I think last night was the 6 or 7th time I had this dream with the same basis. Occasionally a family member will pop in for a moment in the dream but it’s almost always just me and my SO

Hey everyone,

Here's my collection of specific numbers I saw in a dream, please help me understand them:

1125,

46.000,

7(floor number),

bus number 39,

bus number 3,

71st floor ,

Letter R,

number 9 .

Thank you.

Hey everyone, I keep on seeing occuring dreams where I'm given addresses and numbers, I also keep seeing buildings, stairs, ladders, lifts. I have no idea what they mean. Please help me out to interpret them accurately. Here are some specific ones I saw:

1. I saw a literally address on a piece of paper: Brugelli (Brugelle), Belgium 704? (I kinda don't remember the exact number) 2.Saw my georgaphy teacher having calculations and getting a number equal to 755 and then 75. Then I had to climb a mountain in order to be in a new school located in "Boharistan", kind of a Muslim city. (Upon research it turned out to be a city in Iran, Baharestan)

For the note: I have no relations to any of the countries, and I've graduated from high school like 9 years ago.

Thank you beforehand.

I was at starbucks. I realized that I had 2 pair of shoes with me. When it was time to go there was mass chaos outside as a big truck was trying to run people over. I started looking for my shoes and couldn't find them. Then went outside, there was no one there, i did not see my kids or my car!

It’s the first time he’s “visited” me in a dream since his passing.

He was there and he was himself, like he had no idea that he’d died. And he started complaining about the usual banal stuff he would complain about. And my dog was there too, my dog who passed away two years ago. I hugged them both. It was so, so vivid — every detail about them was like it was in life.

Then I sat down on the ground with my dad, and he was talking about his leg and that he fell and that his foot was all messed up (he actually died because he fell and the shock of hitting his head gave him a heart attack). But anyway, in my dream he kept going on about his foot, and I just couldn’t keep it in anymore — I started crying and hugging him, and telling him how much I love and miss him, and that I wish he’d never died from the fall. He looked very surprised and like he didn’t understand, like he didn’t believe that he was dead and was confused at my words, and then I woke up.

I have no idea what it means. It made me feel like I broke some kind of fourth wall or something? I don’t know. I don’t know much about dreams or spirituality or life after death — my initial logical reaction is that my brain just conjured this because it’s his birthday and I’m grieving. At the same time, I’m not going to state that I’m an expert and that there’s no possibility of anything else existing.

So then my next question is, what could my dream have meant? Did my dad visit me? Did I break a spiritual fourth wall? Is he stuck in purgatory, thinking he’s still alive? Why was my dog there too? Was it all just me processing my grief?

I’m usually in the back of the group with a gun making sure that we get to our next location safe (like an abandoned building for the night ect) but feels very Apocalyptic. Sometimes someone gets injured in the group has to leave them behind and that’s very difficult and emotional. Anyway, I’m just always at the back of the group making sure we make it to our next destination safe. It’s like a movie, but I don’t watch movies like that.

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I've been having this recurring dream where I'm walking through a huge, unfamiliar house with so many rooms. Every time I dream about it, I somehow recognize the place, even though I've never actually been there in real life.

Sometimes I'm looking for someone, but I can never find them. Other times, I end up in a hallway that feels familiar, and right when I'm about to open a certain door, I wake up. The weirdest part is that the dream feels so real, and I remember little details even after waking up.

I've had this dream several times now, and I can't stop wondering why my mind keeps bringing me back to the same place. Is it stress, something my subconscious is trying to process, or am I just overthinking it?

Has anyone experienced something similar? I'd love to hear your interpretations, especially if you know anything about recurring dreams!

Don’t remember going but came around in there maybe alone and drunk middle of the night, stumbled into low flat velvet seating, almost a girl to each area with more senior ones of the same age manning the drinks, clientele mostly older men there for sex but also old game boy/ nintendo in each booth, develop a friendship with a girl and her friend, super nice but can’t tell if is to draw you in. On 3rd visit end up receiving oral but no penetrative as reminded of clientele reminded you said you wouldn’t but more jokey disappointment then annoyance. In some ways respected as demonstration of manhood and stopping oneself being used. Also other pub goers who just watch sport and a group of young people you know asking to return stuff to a mutual friend, hidden cameras which record faces, laminated paper to show later digitally enhanced images of clients faces. Don’t know way home, get tube to tottenham hale and 33 minute wait but people rushing as mini bus 1/3 the size of the tube wizzing through picks people up. Punters leaving saying they love coming there, wifi and strange iphone feature where each play can set certain task which when completed does something unlocks puzzle inside bar.

What could this mean ???

For info i have never or would ever pay for sx and I personally find it morally abhorrent (those that buy not those that sell). But dream me seemed to think it was completely fine, is there something wrong with me ? Can’t tell gf about this haha

Last night I had a dream that I went to a party to reconnect with old friends I met years ago doing musical theatre. These girls were sort of my guiding lights getting started doing shows and built my confidence and were the first friends I made doing it. I haven't seen either of them in over a year. In my dream I had gone so long without seeing one of them that she had developed a new slightly Russian accent. I had lost touch with her. I believe they symbolise both my passion for musical theatre and people I view as innocent and true (they are both a little younger than me). Also the room I was in during the party was so dark, with really dark wooden floorboards. I talked with both girls seperately at the party and they were genuinely,, so refreshing to talk to it felt like I had needed a talk with them more than anyone. Despite the house being so dark, their faces were always well lit, nearly glowing. I left the party with my boyfriend beside me and hugged one of the two girls goodbye. I felt like either a chapter had been closed or a new one just began. Either way, I felt intensely relieved and refreshed.

This may sound silly, but I believe that by going to this party in a dark living room in my dream it's supposed to symbolise vulnerability and self-reflection – that I have to address my own 'darkness' and insecurity and there i will find my light. I will find the person I was when I met these friends of mine and that my passion for musical theatre will be linked to it significantly. Also uni applications have been coming up and I just felt a sense of dread seeing that there were no acting or music or musical theatre courses in my application. I felt liek I was betraying myself. It's all I ever thinkk about, doing shows and stuff. I think my dream is telling me it's what I'm meant to do, even though it feels hard right now. I've also had dreams where I go to the hospital because I'm pregnant and my water's breaking but then nothing happens when I'm there and I just lie to myself and say I'm not pregnant and ask other people to affirm that to me. I think that I know what I want but I'm lying to myself and others bullshitting about considering a degree in like IDEK architecture or humanities or ANYTHIGN that isn't what I actually want to do because I'm scared people will judge me.

ANYWAYS.. Is this an okay interpretation.....?

Nothing really interesting here, just a weird dream I had! Last night I dreamt about playing one of my records and the music started to warp. I went to stop it and as I picked up the record it melted in my hands like wax. Much better than a lot of dreams and nightmares I get but it still felt really strange and left me feeling sad for a second when I woke up, I dunno what it might mean. I’ll add because I don’t know weather it had something to do with the weird dream but I did narrowly avoid a bad accident yesterday when someone pulled right out into the road at the last second, I was able to drive into the grass thank god and didn’t crash into them but it was definitely terrifying because that road is 55mph and surrounded by forest and swamps so I could have easily died. Anyways figured I’d come here and see what y’all might think, I feel like maybe it was my brain trying to comprehend my mortality but maybe I’m just being poetic.

So I’m posting in case someone else has an idea as to what this could mean

Last night, I had a very intense dream. I was outside, in a neighborhood I didn’t know, with people I didn’t know. Nothing about my surroundings were familiar, but I was still in a good mood and having a good time hanging out with these total strangers

I genuinely can’t remember any of the conversations or how I got there. What’s weird is that the dream STARTED there. With me sitting around a table outside at night with total strangers, no setup at all.

Suddenly I looked up, and there was what looked to be a huge meteor streaking across the sky, with red sparks emanating from it.

We were all in awe of it, then suddenly there were dozens of them, closer and closer until the ground starting shaking and they starting literally crashing into us all around

Essentially, end of the world via hundreds of asteroids crashing down all around me

Then when I woke up I had pretty extreme vertigo for about 30 minutes? Literally my vision was spinning and I could hardly walk straight when I tried to get up and walk around to calm myself down. And my hands were shaking like crazy. AND I had this awful feeling of impending doom

After about 30 minutes I felt normal again and went back to sleep. Totally fine when I woke up! I know that part wasn’t a dream because I was literally googling trying to figure out if I was having a stroke or something I felt so off 😭

So that’s basically what happened. My dreams DO tend to tell me things, having weirdly prophetic dreams runs in my family, both I and my mom have had dreams about family members, then found out they died the next day. It’s just a known thing to us to pay attention to them

The only thing I can think of is that I’ve been kinda overdoing it lately. Been working more hours AND I’m working on moving, so I’ve had basically no downtime

I’m taking it as a sign to take a break, and I’m taking tomorrow off of work

So while I sorta think that’s what the dream was about, I’m wondering if anyone who’s more trained in dream interpretation has like.. ig a more in depth idea as to what they think it means? I’ve never had such an intense physical experience after a dream like that before

Hello, I joined this sub reddit specifically for this dream had last night. I've had many vivid dreams before, I've also had premonition dreams about family and close friends that have come true.

I've played music or been around music my entire life. From vinyls with my dad, to playing instruments throughout school, and more recently when I lived in Hawaii ukulele and piano. So it wasn't uncommon for me to have dreams where l'm playing said instruments or at least attempting to, especially the piano (one time a piano made of cardboard and still sounded normal).

Last night I had a dream that me and my girlfriend were in this old timey bar. We've been to New Orleans together in some old bars and lately old pubs in Ireland, so the creek of the wood floors and the music and the walls were all very real to me. I remember I could smell whiskey in the air. We started on the first floor and went upstairs. I don't remember the trip, just kind of blinked and we were there. I remember hearing the footsteps of people dancing below, and being able to see a crowd through a crack in the floor. In front of me was a 5 piece band, most notably Louis Armstrong was playing trumpet front and center.

Idk what prompted me to do this but a trumpet appeared in my hand and I started belting out jazz. After I played I kind of stood there, I guess in shock of what just did. Mr. Armstrong got off stage and looked at me and said "Hey that wasn't too bad."

What really shocked me when I woke up, is the image of him. He was shorter than me. And a lot skinnier than the pictures I've seen of him. So I looked it up and he was 5'5", I'm 6'1". He weighed about 120-140 when he was in his later years. Obviously I have never met him lol but his face kind of just is imprinted in my brain. Old, skinny and short while I had no idea he looked like that.

He's been my idol since I was a kid, lately having an identity crisis on what to do with my life and music is one of those options. When I was in New Orleans I saw his statue at his park and shed some tears. I like to think he was saying hi to me.

TLDR: played the trumpet in front of Louis Armstrong and he looked like how he did towards his end of life and complimented me.

i’ve had this dream multiple times, i want to say nearly 10 times. but last night i had the dream twice in a row.

it’s always the same thing, im automatically on a plane and i can see all the buildings in new york and it always seems to be at sunrise. but the weird thing is, i never actually DO any sightseeing there. im unwell or distracted in my dreams that i don’t visit any attractions and notice it in the dream.

i’m always flying with my immediate family. in last nights dream where there was two reoccurrent dreams of flying to new york, i said to my dad on the second flight, “this time i’ll be sure to go to times square”

i have no connection with new york either, sure one day id like to visit it if i had the opportunity, but it’s not on my travel plans. i don’t have any family or friends there either.

i’d really appreciate any interpretations of this dream, i dont have reoccurring dreams that often so this is a very odd one for me - thanks!

Hi everyone. I'll preface this by saying I rarely remember my dreams. It feels like I don't have them but maybe I do and just don't remember them. I say this though I'm not sure it makes the dreams that I do have or remember more meaningful.

2 years ago, while my wife was about 2 months pregnant, I had a vivid dream that she had bled and died while giving birth. It was so intense that I shot out of bed, heavy breathing and had to get out of bed to settle down. She eventually had the baby and didn't die - though our child was born by emergency c section due to foetal distress. I've heard a lot of guys freak out about losing their wives in childbirth, or that it could mean other things...but it really felt like the dream was warning me she was going to die.

I've been thinking about it every since. It almost made me not want to have another child. But we kept talking about another child and had a strong feeling that we would have another boy. We were excited about being boy parents and even had a name for the second boy

Then early this year, I had another vivid dream. This time I was walking up a stair case on the side of a building. I was walking with a little boy, barely able to walk himself. I didn't recognise who he was. When we got to the top, he fell over the edge, landed on the ground and died. I remember looking over the edge on the stairs and shouting a boys name (it was actually my brother's name but the boy didn't look like my brother). I remember feeling the intensity of the boy hitting the ground and that's what woke me up.

I'm almost done.

A few months after this dream, my wife and I were trying to get pregnant. In that time where we're waiting to see if her period will come or not, I had a dream that she told me she was pregnant. This one was a bit weird and not as literal. She showed me some discharge she had and in the dream said that this meant she was pregnant. The next day, we found out she was!

The day after, I had a dream that she had been bleeding vaginally. But she wasn't worried about it. She said it was normal. These last 2 dreams weren't anywhere near as intense as the first 2. But real enough that I remembered them. During the first 5 or so weeks of the pregnancy, she was spotting a lot, we even went to the hospital once. The doctors were not worried and shes half way through the pregnancy.

Sometimes it feels like a warning to spend and appreciate as much time as I can with her. I know raising 2 kids on my own would be hard and I sometimes wonder if this is for me to figure things out before it all happens?

I dont feel stressed or worried about having kids. I've always been excited to be a father and I've loved having my first child.

Anyway, I'm happy to also hear that these were all just random dreams and move on...

Hi everyone

The last couple of days I've been having dreams about arguing with my mom this time it was kinda weird

What happened in the dreams was that me, mom and my sisters were having dinner and then her for some reason guilt tripping me so I got mad and threw a bottle of mayo at her and I threw it so strong it kinda broke and there was mayo all over my mom to add to that as i was throwing the mayo bottle at my mom i said "typical mom move" and then when she was throwing it at me I barely got hurt and barely even felt it. It's not the first time of me having this type of dream, a couple of days ago I had dream of me calling my mom for her beating me between 9yo and 14yo when I asled her " why, why would you beat me amd ONLY ME. WHY" she got silence and didn't say anything at all

Just to let ya'll know in real life me and my mom don't always argue right now she's trying to have control over me but I don't care at all, last time we rlly argued was at the summer where it was just another whole story tbh

(I know the mayo thingy might sound weird but please be respectful)

I have a lot of guilt and regret because I took him for granted and I was frustrated with him for small things and I couldn't see that he just wasn't feeling well. I wouldn't even kiss him good night when he leaned over that night. I gave him a half kiss where I just put my side of my face up to him. I so regret being so stubborn. I woke up half an hour later to him having a heart attack and I tried CPR but I think he just went too fast for me to be able to do anything.

I have been praying and talking to him to come see me but I have had no dreams. Before all of this my dreams were colorful and bright and I could remember every detail. Now when I wake up it's like a dark cloud or fog and I can't remember anything in them. But last night he was in my dream but he was with another woman. We were still married but I was not upset that he was dating someone else. I don't know why I would feel that way. Everybody liked her and she was very nice and I even said to someone in the dream that if they weren't together I would still want to be her friend. I remember going back to his kitchen to clean because I was cleaning for him. I wiped something on the front of the refrigerator and it was sticky and mushy even after I wiped it. I thought about leaving it, but instead I walked around looking for a spray bottle to clean it because I didn't want his girlfriend to think I wasn't a good cleaner.

At the very end of the dream I was getting ready to walk out of the door to the parking lot. I was facing the door and he was on my left facing forward. She was draped over him with her arm around him. But for some reason I wasn't upset about that. He didn't seem happy or sad… Just resigned. He leaned over to kiss me and I didn't think it was appropriate to kiss him in front of his girlfriend so I did the same thing I did the night he died… Put my cheek over to give him a side kiss and he did the same for me. Not a lip kiss but just a side lip kiss. Then I walked out of the door.

I don't understand. My friend said that when you have a dream and you feel like you were really with the person in the dream then it means that they visited you and I feel like he was really there but with somebody else… That doesn't make sense and I'm so sad and I miss him so much and I'm hoping you can help me figure out what is happening.

Thank you

Fyi- sexual mention

Now I don’t dream a lot but I have visions in the day like Raven. I’m very spiritual so I’ve always been told don’t have sex in your dreams. Last night I had a dream about a 3sum with a boy and a girl. The boy I dont know personally, I follow him on instagram because I find him attractive that’s all (he doesn’t follow me back). The girl I’ve never seen before. It’d kinda scaring me because I haven’t had a dream in a long time

Fair warning: These are reoccurring dreams but I felt I should prioritize tagging it as a nightmare. This water isn't just gross, it's vile. I don't recommend reading this while eating soup or drinking a smoothie.

I'll take the mods' advice and include some background. I'm a 26 year old woman with a fair amount of trauma and several diagnoses (bipolar, anxiety, depression, OCD, ADHD, and autism). Yeah, I should start a collection. It has been exactly one year since I hit rock bottom with my mental illness, and I'm finally coming back up for air (no pun intended). I don't mind elaborating a bit if people have specific questions, as it's probably relevant. For now, I'll leave it at that.

Anyway, I have had dreams like this since before I can remember. It doesn't matter if the dream starts out normally. Far too often, I will end up wading, swimming, or drowning in disgusting water. I'm going to describe an example that really stuck with me.

Dream starts here! I had this one anywhere between 9-16 years old. I wish I could remember.

I'm in my grandparents' indoor pool. The water is more like a stew, really. Like always, I'm surrounded by decay. All around me is sludge, rotten vegetation and slippery, kelp-like sensations on my legs and feet. Bloated, discolored, maggot-infested human bodies and animal carcasses are all around me. Cats, dogs, livestock, fish, etc. I remember a cow carcass to my left looked especially gross. The humans are always naked. I can smell it all in my dream but not when I wake up (thank god). The water just tastes like normal water with a broken tea bag that spilled its grains everywhere, if that makes sense. The only sound is splashing and dripping. I don't make any noise.

I can't move without touching the bodies, as they're too close together. The water is too thick and murky to see through, but I'm somehow aware that there is the rotting body of a blue whale curled up just beneath my feet. That scares me most.

These visuals and sensations happen all the time. This particular dream stuck with me for two reasons:

• This was the only time this happened in an environment that is usually comfortable and safe. I love to swim and have no fear of pools, especially not this one which is the source of a lot of happy childhood memories. Usually, I'm either in some made up place or in a basement where I had a rough time growing up.
• I felt pursued.

The whole time, I have this awful gut feeling that there is something beneath me that wants to take me. It doesn't want me dead, it just never wants me to leave the pool. It wants to hold me under forever. There's nowhere for me to go but through, so I struggle to push my way past the bodies. Sometimes their flesh slides off in my hands and I feel it go all the way under my nails. I got stuck at one point pressed between something and a bloated male corpse and had to really fight my way out.

In the end, I made it to the other side just in time, heart pounding. I haven't felt dread like that in a long time and I really hope I won't again. I looked into the water and knew there was something just beneath the surface staring up at me, praying I would jump back in.

Dream ends here.

A few more notes:

• Apparently my stroller tipped over when I was a baby and I fell into a shallow pond for a little bit and was submerged. I didn't need to be resuscitated. Didn't see a doctor after. I walked by that pond all the time growing up with no strong feelings and would be none the wiser if I wasn't told. It still sounds like total BS to me but my mom and her friend feel so bad about it that I try to believe it.
• I was very comfortable in the ocean and lakes until I was about 13. A switch suddenly flipped and I developed an intense tears-inducing phobia of both (and submechanophobia). I’m a grown woman and it takes all my strength to go in, let alone touch the slimy bottom. I get this weird feeling that the dreams are unrelated but am willing to rethink that.

I was inspired to post this by a recent dream. It was so awesome until I was randomly forced to wade neck deep through a basement full of vomit soup. I've had enough.

I'm sorry this is so long! Thanks for reading if you made it this far.

TL;DR: I often dream about having to swim through rotten body-infested water, and I want to know what it means. Thoughts?

Okay so like the title says this was awhile ago, but I had a dream that keeps coming back to me around january 2020. In the dream I was laying down exactly where i fell asleep, no details were changed about the room so it was like a sleep paralysis type experience. I see these three purple glowing crystals noclip through the far wall in the room Im sleeping in (they kind of were shaped like the crystal from the sims logo except purple not green), and one of them comes right up to where i'm laying down. I sit up and reach out to touch it, and as I'm touching it I get this wild sensation of pins and needles throughout my whole body. Woke up sitting upright with my arm outstretched. What does this mean also I'm currently 25 so at the time i was 18 I thinkkk and I'm a male. AT THE TIME THIS DREAM HAPPENED I had never looked into any dream related psychology or symbolism, I was very much oblivious to my dream life at that time which is why this particular dream from that era really sticks out to me

Last night, I had one of the strangest dreams I've ever experienced, and I can't stop thinking about it.

In the dream, I was chasing a man I didn't recognize and repeatedly blocking his way, almost as if I was deliberately preventing him from getting past me.

The strange part was that he seemed terrified of me from the very beginning. Somehow, the entire situation was already in my favor, and I was the one with power over him.

I don't remember him doing anything to me, and I don't think I was intentionally trying to hurt or bully him. I just had this instinctive feeling that I was supposed to stop him. It felt completely natural, almost as though I disliked him for some reason I didn't need to understand or question.

At one point, I saw his face twisted in fear, and it was genuinely disturbing. That's probably what made the dream feel like a nightmare. Eventually, I stopped chasing him, and nothing particularly significant happened afterward.

What really struck me after waking up was how unfamiliar I felt to myself.

I'm not someone who would normally intimidate people or deliberately make them uncomfortable. But in the dream, I wasn't conflicted about what I was doing. I wasn't trying to convince myself that I had a good reason. I just acted, almost instinctively.

I've never had a dream like this before.

It made me wonder whether there are aspects of our personalities that we haven't fully recognized or consciously experienced. Or perhaps our dream selves can simply behave in ways that have very little to do with who we are when awake.

Has anyone experienced something similar, where you behaved completely unlike yourself in a dream, yet it felt perfectly natural at the time?

I'm curious how others would interpret this, especially the disconnect between my dream self and my waking self.

I usually have dreams about my boyfriend cheating on me. This time I dreamt that I caught him having a threesome with two other women (not me). We have an amazing relationship and I know he wouldn’t actually cheat on me, so I’m unsure what these dreams mean or why I keep having them. I usually don’t remember much about my dreams, little tidbits really, but this last one, I never woke up, but the scene where I would catch him would change environments. It was almost like a loop of catching him in a threesome (not with me) but in different places each loop