Does anyone have trans nightmares?

[Constance]

One night I dreamt that a prerequisite for SRS was that both of my hands had to be amputated. I was wondering how they'd work after they would be reattached. I woke just as I realized my hands were NOT GOING TO BE REATTACHED.

[Farm Boy]

Most of my trans dreams are neutral or positive, but some are unpleasant.  When I was younger I used to dream I was out in public and had forgotten my shirt, and I've dreamed I was pregnant too.  This was before I knew anything about trans stuff.  The worst one I had was more recent.  Possible trigger warning? 




Not going into detail, it involved a random stranger telling me I wasn't a real man, and then attacking me with a knife.

[Adio]

I actually had one last night.  It was absolutely crazy because I rarely have dreams that distress me anymore.

I was on a trip with a bunch of people and suddenly I received a package.  Apparently I had ordered the new reel magik prosthetic.  It was great and fit my body really well.  But then my mom came and told me I had to go back to school (university) for a Masters degree.  I had no money to go back and I was extremely stressed.  I had spent all my savings on the prosthetic and surgery, so there was no way for me to move or pay tuition.

By the time I woke up, I had been disowned and homeless.  I know it's not real, but money really upsets me.  Especially fresh out of college, just paid the money for top surgery, and thinking about getting a prosthetic. 

[Alex37]

last night i had a horrible trans nightmare.  i went to sleep fighting with my ex about me supposedly being too young to know that i'm really trans (downside to dating a person 15 yrs older than yourself; if they don't like something, they can always say you just haven't lived enough to understand  )  anyway, it was terrible.

i was walking around Atlanta near the college i attend, but it looked different- more futuristic and industrial, far more foreboding, and perpetually night time.  it was also a lot more dangerous, and i knew people there might very well kill me.  i don't remember why, i think i was shunned or something, but i had to walk to this place that i think was far far north- maybe Siberia.  Anyway, i had snow shoes, but i barely made it, and i wasn't even sure where i was going. 

fortunately, i came across a small cottage, and the people fortunately let me in.  it was pretty cozy in there, but i still was real sick from travelling so far, and scared.  the people there couldn't do much to help me, and at first i thought they didn't care.  i was really upset because of course my cell phone didn't get any reception, and i couldn't contact anyone.  i knew i had to walk back to Atlanta, and i thought they were going to tell me that i had to walk back that night when it was dark ( it had changed from night to dusk when i was walking there, but it was really foggy and snowy so i couldn't see much anyway.)

so i was hanging out there and they helped warm up and gave me some food, and fortunately, it became obvious that no one expected me to walk back when it was still dark.  they didn't have a phone, and it was miles to the nearest cottage, even though it was part of a town.  they had a telegraph though, and they contacted someone to see if they could help, but i didn't get the details about that.  i was hanging out with the people by the fire, and a girl i knew from college dropped in and said hi- that's the weirdest part, i have no idea why she was there.  then the guy i was playing a board game with turned into the one other guy from my trans support group, and he was nice and everything.  the next morning i set out for atlanta with my snow shoes, and it was treacherous, but i made it back to Atlanta....  where everyone was trying to kill me again. it really sucked.   

[Elijah3291]

I have dreams that may be classified as good dreams, but I think of them as nightmares because waking up feels like hell.

Ive had dreams where I was masturbating and had a regular penis, ive had multiple dreams where I had had top surgery.. those are nightmares for me, because it makes living feel more miserable.