First, I’m having a conversation with my dad. My siamese fighting fish, The Dude, is sitting in a bowl on the table. Well, actually, there are about twenty copies of him in the bowl. My dad takes a giant pot of boiling water and pours it into the bowl, telling me “it’s good for them.” My fish die. I start crying and yelling and punching him.
Then, the scene shifts (I think the phone must have rang) and I’m with my girlfriend. We’re in a hotel. We’re trying to have sex, but we can’t, because each room we go into has someone already in it. And they’re all having sex. Eventually we find an empty room; we start to kiss, and I notice that I’m no longer kissing her, but my best female friend instead.
I see two possibilities:
My subconscious has started writing for The Young and the Restless without telling me, or,
First of all, let me say, “The Dude” is an awesome name for a beta.
Perhaps you feel as if your dad is ruining things for you in some way, or that he is treating those you love badly.
As for the other parts, perhaps you want want to be closer to your girlfriend, and feel everyone else has a better relationship with their SOs than do you.
I don’t always think dreams mean something. For example, last night I dreamt I went to both heaven and hell with a group of friends from a mental hospital, as part of an epic movie we were filming. That couldn’t mean anything, right?! :eek:
My psych prof. said that it’s a common belief that dreams don’t mean anything at all. I don’t know if i believe that they’re all completely random, but something to think about (if not ask it in GQ.)
I don’t think they’re completely random. If you’re stressed about something, it may show up in a dream. A lot of times I’ll worry about something or remind myself to do something the next day, and in that dream I’ll do it, or forget to do it, or something like that. It serves as a nice reminder in the morning.
I’m just grateful I’m not the only one who has messed up dreams like this. I ended up perusing the boards at 4 A.M. this morning after 3 completely crazy dreams. It got to the point I didn’t want to go back to sleep. Thank goodness I didn’t have to work today.
I think dreams depend on a person. I know someone that has dreams about every issue in her life. With obvious themes and ideas cropping up over and over.
Mine tend to be like short stories. Beginning middle and end. Often based on whatever story I’m kicking around my head that day.
Another person I know just has random scattered imagery. The only thing in there is stuff you read into it.
I’m in the camp of dream imagery having meaning. But I also sometimes have cracked out dreams that are plain old messed up and don’t mean anything.
Example of significant imagery (that I mentioned in another thread recently): Several years ago I was told I might have polycystic ovaries. While stressing over that for 2 weeks, I had a dream that I went to a breakfast buffet and all they had to offer were scrambled eggs.
