I dreamed about an ex of mine.  Some people were trying to kill her, a guy and girl.  I ran to a black car and told her to get inside as the couple were shooting bullets and she got in and I drove off.  Then the police started to chase us so we jumped out of the car and hid behind some random mattresses that were being sold outside.  We evaded the cops and someone ended up in the mall.

I had a weird dream, it was like impressions of things not actual things, hard to describe. All iremember was a man speaking and I think he was a therapist, and he said something really important but I don't remember what, and then feeling like I had to call 911 and watching my fingers dial it. It was weird

I had a dream about D. No, not that kind of dream. He came over to hang out with me as a friend. For some reason, I was at this big place where some of my extended family members also were. Anyway, so he left for awhile to get something from home and said he would be back. I didn't believe him especially after he had been gone for awhile, but he did come back and was a bit confused as to why I thought he wouldn't. Time passed and the evening grew dark. I hadn't seen him for awhile, so I figured he went home without saying goodbye, but it turned out he was still around which was surprising since there were no longer any buses for him to go back home. I got the impression he wanted to be there with me (only as a friend of course). It was kind of comforting because for the whole dream, I was as untrusting as I usually am.
I wonder what my subconscious was trying to tell me. Probably nothing but wishful thinking.

Quote from: Edge on June 17, 2014, 08:19:51 PM
I had a dream about D. No, not that kind of dream. He came over to hang out with me as a friend. For some reason, I was at this big place where some of my extended family members also were. Anyway, so he left for awhile to get something from home and said he would be back. I didn't believe him especially after he had been gone for awhile, but he did come back and was a bit confused as to why I thought he wouldn't. Time passed and the evening grew dark. I hadn't seen him for awhile, so I figured he went home without saying goodbye, but it turned out he was still around which was surprising since there were no longer any buses for him to go back home. I got the impression he wanted to be there with me (only as a friend of course). It was kind of comforting because for the whole dream, I was as untrusting as I usually am.
I wonder what my subconscious was trying to tell me. Probably nothing but wishful thinking.

Maybe you're subconscious is telling you that it might be ok to trust someone in spite of past events in your life?

My mom was on the internet for a bit, I was having anxiety really bad, sat down in the rocking chair and closed my eyes. I must've fell asleep briefly because I dreamed that my mom called out to me to wake up, she sounded excited more than I ever heard from her, told me to look at myself in the mirror, I did...and I was a woman. Similar in appearance, yet much smaller frame and just different, like how I'd always imagined myself if I had been born a girl. I started crying, overwhelming joy at this impossible happening...but I slowly came around, woke up, feeling slightly sick and very weak. I'm sitting here typing this and seeing still the same me and know nothing has changed. Only in my dreams.

Quote from: Megan Joanne on June 19, 2014, 11:56:40 AM
My mom was on the internet for a bit, I was having anxiety really bad, sat down in the rocking chair and closed my eyes. I must've fell asleep briefly because I dreamed that my mom called out to me to wake up, she sounded excited more than I ever heard from her, told me to look at myself in the mirror, I did...and I was a woman. Similar in appearance, yet much smaller frame and just different, like how I'd always imagined myself if I had been born a girl. I started crying, overwhelming joy at this impossible happening...but I slowly came around, woke up, feeling slightly sick and very weak. I'm sitting here typing this and seeing still the same me and know nothing has changed. Only in my dreams.

I think this dream isn't the least bit uncommon among the membership here.

Quote from: Shantel on June 19, 2014, 12:31:51 PM
I think this dream isn't the least bit uncommon among the membership here.

*le sigh*

My dream was about food.  Stupid diets...

Quote from: King Malachite on June 13, 2014, 10:00:11 PM
The last dream I remember is making love to a transwoman who was post-op. She was waiting for waiting for me laying on a gynecology seat.  This lady obviously had to be my wife in the dream, otherwise, I wouldn't have made love to her.  Well, her "equipment" was new so I tried to be gentle with her (I actually had a penis). It lasted under 5 minutes and when she got up, she turned into this cis girl I know and she was pulling on my arm, begging for more, but I was mortified that I was actually making love to this strange girl instead.

omg lol. A gynecology seat? o.O Why?? haha.

Nothing,I haven't dreamed for ages.I wish they'd come back i felt more alive when I dreamed if that makes sense

I dreamed that a famous male pastor who was caught having an adulterous affair in the past, went to go sleep with my father.

I also dreamed that my mom, sister, nephew and niece were outside and we looked up at the sky and saw the planet Mars and it moved quickly and got bigger.  Then there was an eclipse and we saw a planet that looked like Earth.  This was really weird and I asked myself "is the the rapture taking place?" lol but then I dismissed that thought from my mind, but it was still weird.  Everyone had went inside but me and my nephew and then out of nowhere, there was a projection in the sky of a Mickey Mouse picture with the Disney friends.  Then it changed to Donald Duck.  I wanted to tell the rest of my family, but I had a feeling when I told them, it was just going to disappear, but I tried to anyways.  I especially had wanted my niece to see it.  I was right though, and the projection went away as soon as I went up the porch stairs.  It was almost like it was only meant for my nephew and I to see it only.

I dreamed that I had went into a house and near the corner, I saw an old friend of mine.  When she saw me, we immediately embraced and hugged each other so tightly.  I didn't want to let her go.  She was hurt that we haven't kept contact within the last couple of weeks.  I wanted to tell her that I didn't know if she wanted to keep in contact, but I didn't.  I just said I was sorry.  Next thing I know, we are on a bus on our way to a museum or something like that.  There was actually a member here who was on the bus too.  When everyone got off the bus, I got my backpack and got off too, but security said I had to leave my backpack outside or take it in for a fee.  I decided to put it back on the bus because I didn't trust my backpack around the security.

i dreamed about something that depresses at me at this point (school-related, some of you will know what).

i woke up feeling pissed at everything.

I was up near the ceiling watching my self sleep, then I started to drift further and further away until I could barely see myself anymore, this kinda freaked me out and then bam! I woke up

I dreamed I was in or watching (hard to tell in a dream) a movie in which Asians were reenacting the Civil War. It was Hollywood-style with a lot of action and explosions and drama and stuph. Then I had a pee anxiety dream where there was a guy who didn't want to let me use the restroom and we got in a fight.

Almost forgot, had a dream this morning that I kind of remember. I was in a clinic of sorts, there on an operating table or at one point a wheel chair, strapped in, for what kind of operation I could only guess but they were focused on looking down there (maybe I had a bowel obstruction  ), but it wasn't for SRS  . There were two doctors in the room with me, both I was having trouble understanding as both had heavy foreign accents (something non-English European I figured, but nothing sounded familiar, probably just gibberish). I remember trying to tell them that I wasn't in there for that, that I was supposed to have SRS. They didn't seem to understand, but at one point I was released from my bonds and told to go wait in the other room. So I went out there amidst a huge group of other people and sat down on one of the plastic/metal chairs. I looked around me nervously as I don't do well in crowds. All the others were talking to each other, about what I couldn't make out, but soon one asked me something, again can't recall what was said, but I soon got into the conversation with them. Most of them were very female looking (also most were black, and mostly younger than I, why my mind came up with that I don't know, just that's how it was) aside from one detail, as perfectly pretty as they were all had very noticeable adam's apples. Most were MtF trans, but I did notice some dude that was in on the conversation was FtM, there may've been a few others, but mostly MtF's. I take it each were there for their own reasons, perhaps all for tracheal shaves, maybe other type of surgery, but what's weird is how this felt more like a group therapy than anything, each taking turn talking about something or other, with someone occasionally butting in with a comment or such. Strange dream.

I had a dream that I went to this big mall where they had all these expensive stores, and I went to look at this store with a bunch of decadent desserts.

Then the mall got not-so-nice, and I saw a big group of people I knew when I was...her. They started talking to me and had no idea who I was. And for whatever reason, I just got this uncontrollable urge to blurt out "I WAS *GIRLNAME*" And I kept holding it back because I didn't actually want to say it...

I killed my boyfriend in my dream D: in a really tragic way

Lately i keep having these cinematic dreams that have a full plot with a shocker ending. It's weird.

I was captured by white supremacists and this guy had two big dogs, pit bulls, I think. I was trapped in some small space with them and he was trying to get them to attack me but they were uninterested. They just didn't seem very aggressive. So then he was trying to get me to attack him or at least mock-attack so they would respond defensively. It was pretty scary.

I dreamed that I was off of work on a Sunday so I went to the Sunday school class in the back.  The teacher who planned to teach didn't have her lesson and didn't know what to teach about and the teen girls were asking what they were going to talk about.  I smiled and said something along the lines of "well we can always talk about the foundations of a Biblical marriage".  Then I suggested we could talk about salvation and the eternal security of the believer.  I started to quote Ephesians 2 8-9, but messed up half way.  I paused for a minute and tried to play it off, but the teens were laughing.  I was shocked because usually I remembered that scripture like the back of my hand.  I finally got the point across that salvation was by faith and not works, lol.  Then I tried to remember from the top of my head some pro-eternal security scriptures and attempted to go to John 3:18, but messed up.  I wasn't as dissapointed this time because I get that scripture mixed up with another one, but I still got my point across.  The girls didn't want to talk about salvation.  One girl had the Bible opened and told me to preach on a certain chapter that she pointed to.  I don't remember what the book was, but for some reason I knew a lot about that particular chapter.  I was about to teach on that, but another girl raised her hand to ask a question.  I went to go see what her question was, but the dream ended.

I keep dreaming about little tiny bells jingling. There are still crickets in the living room.