Me and my boyfriend were staying in a hotel by the sea. The view was beautiful. My boyfriend was in the shower and I was getting dressed by the mirror. I took my clothes off and looked in he mirror and my bum was weird, it was very big and “high”. I looked deformed. I then saw that my stomach had a huge slit across it and my insides were all spilling out, intestines etc. I freaked out, panicked, my legs went weak and I felt very sick. I grabbed the telephone and called 999 but the guy on the other end was very slow and casual and said there would be a half an hour wait. I started to scream and cry and shout and he started laughing hysterically, that got me even madder. I thought I was going to die.
The next part of the dream I was at my T’s house (it wasn’t her actual house though). She also had a wonderful view of the beaches and the sea. The sun was out, we were sitting on a large balcony area at a table talking causally. T was very calm and peaceful and I felt at ease too. Then one at a time, two girls roughly my age came out, in the dream they were her daughters. She introduced me to them calling me my full name (only my mother used to call me my full name as a kid). I smiled at them and said hello. They were both absolutely beautiful.
The girls left and T said to me “try to remember a time when you were young, perhaps playing with one of your bothers when you were completely care-free, totally relaxed, happy, excited”. I couldn’t and that made me very upset.
Next we were sitting in T’s kitchen at her breakfast bar and her son walked in. He sat with us and was very funny, he had me and T laughing so much we had tears running down our faces. I paused for a moment and watched T watching her son, laughing and smiling, I felt incredibly sad that she loved her children so much and that I didn’t have that.
Next thing, me and T were standing at her front door saying goodbye to loads of guests, the walls by the front door and stairs were covered top to bottom in photos of her family, I was looking at the photos scanning who was in them, where they were, what they were doing. I was insanely jealous and sad but I didn’t let that show.
T told me that she has a boat and that her family often go sailing. I realised that was probably where she went when on her breaks. I had never imagined T sailing boats.
Lastly, myself and my boyfriend were at my mother’s house. My mother made a sarcastic comment along the lines of “well, what DO you want to talk about?” she was implying that my boyfriend wouldn’t let her invade his boundaries and was implying that made him difficult and boring. I snapped and shouted at her to fuck off. Her husband stood up and started to shout at me but I just left. I remember thinking to myself that it was a relief to have a reason to shout at her and to be able to walk away from her for a while.
What a lot to a dream!! I woke up with a pounding headache. I think if I hadn’t of made myself get up, I would still be asleep. I wrote the dream out quickly so that I didn’t forget it and tried to analyse it a bit. I went to the toilet still in a bit of a haze. I felt that familiar sense of “head cloud” that I sometimes get. I knew I felt low, sad again. All of a sudden I burst into tears, I cried very hard for a few minutes. I cried like a baby might, wailing noises escaped my mouth which isn’t something I normally do. It hurt a lot.
I then had a shower and tidied the house. I am writing this in the hope it eases my head a little. So much going on in there. This dream and the shower dream have so much in them I think.