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Monday, September 21, 2009

Shattering Dishes

Last night, I dreamed that I was standing in the kitchen while my boyfriend did the dishes when all of a sudden, he turned and began raging at me. Then he began throwing plates and bowls and glasses at me as I stood in terror, while they shattered around my feet and all I could do was open my mouth in a silent scream.

*It’s important for me to note here that a couple of months ago I got out of a long-term mentally and occasionally physically abusive relationship, and I believe this dream was a projection of that. As my friend put it, my “past is haunting” me.*


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My name is Jennifer and this is my dream diary. You'll probably think my dreams are weird; I know I do! I have been having very vivid, clear dreams my entire life, some which I still remember from when I was a child. I always dream in color, and frequently, though I don't update this blog as frequently as I'd like to.

Of note: I suffer from very mild depression and anxiety disorder, so I'm sure both have a lot to do with that, especially the latter. Death or near-death appears to be a common theme.

I hope if you take the time to read this, you find it interesting at least. I decided to begin documenting my dreams to figure out why I remember them with such clarity and others do not. Please feel free to comment and leave feedback!