Let me preface this by saying I hardly ever remember any of my dreams. When I do have any recollection, it usually fades immediately after I wake up.
This was probably the most disturbing dream I’ve had since I had nightmares as a little kid. (Not a major problem in childhood, just normal kid nightmare stuff.) It was so vivid, real and disturbing that it kept me up for nearly two hours in the middle of the night after I woke up from it. Also, if it makes any difference, I was sleeping on a lakeside porch during a thunderstorm when it took place.
It started out with me sleeping. I am a champion sleeper. I can sleep through damned near anything and fall back to sleep immediately when wakened.
The setting (both where I really was and in the dream) was my (paternal) grandmother’s cottage on the lake. Also, my mom was there. Mom and dad split over 10 years ago, and this is the first time I have been at the cottage since then when my mom was there.
Anyway, it began with my mother coming into the room where I was sleeping, looking over me worriedly. I was asleep but I could see her looking over me from an outside perspective. Everything forward was also from an outside perspective. I perceived myself to be asleep and conscious at the same time.
My grandmother came in, also looking very worried. My brother came in, same thing. All three were actually in the house while the dream was going on. Also, (in the dream) all three were intermittantly dicussing my state. I got the impression that something was very wrong with me, but I could never quite hear them, so I didn’t know what.
Then a few other people from my life came in. The first was one of my best friends, Chris. Now I heard that there was something wrong with me, because my mom was saying “Talk to him, maybe you can help him. We don’t know what’s wrong with him.”
Then this guy who I was very close with as a kid, who was my “almost cousin” (he was my uncle’s wife’s son) showed up. I literally haven’t thought about Ed since the last time I saw him, probably four years ago. Anyway, my mom is giving him the same thing. “Talk to him. Maybe you can help him.”
Finally, they bring in the “doctor”. I can see everything going on, except I can’t see what the doctor looks like. This kind of creeps me out, even though it shouldn’t. Strangers in my dreams never have any face to speak of.
Ok, this is finally the end of the dream.
Everyone from the dream was there. The doctor had an anouncement to make. Right at the beginning he said “it’s not good”. I got this huge feeling of dispair that was matched by everyone else on the porch around my bed. Maybe they got it first and I matched their feelings, I don’t know.
The doctor says “as you all know, Jason has had six major breakdowns today where he has completely lost touch with reality…”
That was it. I freaked. It totally woke me up and I couldn’t sleep for hours. I woke up in a sweat and was up for like two hours before I fell back asleep.
Then I fell into another weird dream that I kept falling back into. I woke up like six times during the course of that one, but kept falling back into the same dream. I think I’m probably better off for forgetting dream number two of the night.
What does this mean? All I could think of was a major brain tumor. I wish I could have stayed in the dream a little longer to hear the doctor’s comments.
Usually I’m a pretty normal guy. No, really, I am.
Anyway, feel free to psychoanalyze me or share your own creepy dreams, as you see fit.