A bad dream
It’s about 10:30 & I just woke up from a bad dream. I believe this dream took place between the hours of 7:30am when Shawn woke me up to tell me he was going to work & the time I woke up.
In this dream, Shawn had broken up with me, but he was living in my old house (the one I lived in with my dad when I was younger). My mom lived there, & it turned out Shawn was going out with someone I was related to/hated. I remember seeing her face when I was dreaming & remembering that she was someone I hated but apparently she was “nicer” now that she was with Shawn. I was sleeping in my bed, but in the dream it no longer belonged to me. I was in my old room, but again, it no longer belonged to me. It had the same layout of furniture as I had before. It still had the red shelved bureau & it was messy, just like I always had it. I felt confused & betrayed by this fact. I got up (in the dream) & got dressed because the whole reason I was there in the first place was to do some kind of work (which escapes me now). I walk out to the front & look outside. Almost all my clothes are out there covered in dirt. I recognize one of my dresses (with the polka dots & paisley swirls) in the dirt pile. This confirmed that was my clothes. Then I spoke to the mom (who didn’t look like my mom at the time) & the son. This part is a little weird… I was looking for the girl who basically stole Shawn from me & the son was doing something with a gun. They were telling him to stop shooting or he’s going to start something bad. Then a pile of bullet boxes show up out of nowhere & he shoots them, causing a (very slow spreading) fire. I guess they had wanted that all along & calmly started picking up items. I went to take tons of things (could be considered stealing) from them & the mom said “You can take whatever you want.” I saw some pictures & my mom was in them. All of sudden, that woman WAS my mom. (no reaction in the dream). I went back into the bedroom I started out in. Shawn was in there with his new girlfriend. The red bureau was no longer there & it was now my mom’s old dresser set. The girlfriend said to me that they had given her and Shawn a letter to give to me from my dad & she guessed she could give it to me now. When I asked where it was, she said it was too high up for her or me to get. Instead of Shawn just getting it, he picked her up & lifted her to get the car which was above the door. This action really disgusted me. She gave me the letter, which I opened & read (but I don’t remember). I then started just raging & beating up the girl. But she got smaller & smaller & smaller while I was yanking her hair and throwing her up against the wall. She kept shrinking until she was a small child with curly afro style hair (but was not black). Shawn did nothing to stop me, he just sat there. I looked over at him & asked him “Why?” I looked back at the girl & she was taking off her clothes so I had to put them back on for her. I then noticed she had a penis. I looked at him & I said “What?? You are with her & she has a penis??!” He said something like “It’s not real” & I started arguing that I saw something on Grey’s Anatomy about how children that have small organs & limbs grow a penis. He said something about not sticking it in there & I said how there was only a butt to stick it in. & then he said something (I’m trying to remember the exact quote) like “You know you ruined the last relationship with the fart.” And I said “Really? So I can’t fart now? You’d rather my stomach hurt or feel the pain of trying to keep it in?” As he was thinking about it, & I was trying to find the child girl enemy thing a shirt, I woke up.
(I would like to say, before anyone tries to say it & be funny, this had nothing to do with CP or perversion with children.)