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What did you dream about recently?

I tend to have bad dreams about my dad trying to harm my Mama and I several times a week. Some are based off of past bad experiences. Some are based off of concerns of escalation. Other dreams are too sci fi / horror to be logical concerns, but still star my dad as the villian.
On the bright side, if you get the Sci Fi dreams you can blast your dad with a laser gun.
 
Lately there have been repeated nightmares. Earthquakes and other natural disasters. Being unprepared. Jars of preserved food smashing to the ground. Chasms opening. Subduction of honeycomb soil. Being stuck due to my disability. Wrong place at the wrong time. It's exhausting.
 
I recently dreamt that I encountered my abuser again and I completely ignored her and walked away from her while she made verbal threats and insults and I told her to shut up because she has no power over me now and that I could call the police on her and file harassment charges. Then I woke up.
 
I've just woken up from a bad dream where I was walking along a very familiar street, only to find out that a murder took place there. The murderer had drew his victim's face in her blood on the wall and left his knife there. I was absolutely terrified when walking down this street, so I put the knife in my bag for self-defense, in case he came back. There were policemen there investigating and I began to panic because if they saw I had the knife in my bag they'd suspect I was the murderer. So I very discreetly placed it back where I found it and carried on walking. Other people passed me and for some reason blamed me for the murder, and I was so upset and mortified. But then the police caught the murderer and I was relieved, not only that the street was safe again but because at least everyone will know that I wasn't the murderer.

Dreams about murders indicate that I'm feeling really anxious in my waking life right now.
(Please note, I have never murdered anyone in a dream before).
 
Just now I had a dream where I was at my childhood home with my husband only, and this attractive little doll suddenly appeared that was very cute and friendly. But then it kept appearing in different positions, sometimes even moving in front of our eyes, and we began getting the creeps. Then it began showing signs of possessed behaviour and we had to get an exorcist, who came and tried curing the doll. I can't remember what happened during that time, but afterwards when the doll was no longer possessed the exorcist told us that the doll is not evil any more and will disappear. The doll gave me a warm, friendly smile and a wink before it disappeared, making me feel at ease. But that wasn't the end of the dream. My husband carried me outside into the dark, foggy night, leading me through a creepy alleyway. I felt quite safe being carried by him and enjoyed the ride, but the alleyway was where evil spirits lurked and I saw the doll again. Then I woke up.
 
I don't know why I am lately, I think it's due to the overwhelming anxiety I'm feeling about things out of my control such as vomiting and being homeless and feeling frightened that nobody's going to take me seriously and that I'll be declined any support. It really scares me and is making me have these nightmares. No, therapy or tablets aren't what I need. What I need is for someone professional to know and understand my fears and to reassure me, educate me about how likely I am to vomit and how likely it is for me to be homeless and what I can do or what support I can get to prevent me being homeless. I'm sorry but I just can't be homeless. I can't. Not ever.
 
I don't know why I am lately, I think it's due to the overwhelming anxiety I'm feeling about things out of my control such as vomiting and being homeless and feeling frightened that nobody's going to take me seriously and that I'll be declined any support. It really scares me and is making me have these nightmares. No, therapy or tablets aren't what I need. What I need is for someone professional to know and understand my fears and to reassure me, educate me about how likely I am to vomit and how likely it is for me to be homeless and what I can do or what support I can get to prevent me being homeless. I'm sorry but I just can't be homeless. I can't. Not ever.
I was terrified of vomiting when I was little but that phobia eventually went away.
 
I was terrified of vomiting when I was little but that phobia eventually went away.
I didn't have a phobia when I was little, until I was around 10 years old. Then it got worse as I went through my teens. Then when I was sick from norovirus at age 27 (not having vomited in almost 20 years) it worsened my phobia and it's now become a mental illness. I went to the doctor's - only to be told it's a "minor phobia". So if doctors can't take that seriously even after I explained what grief it causes me, then I fear nobody will take me seriously. They probably see my stupid Asperger's diagnosis written on my stupid medical records and think "oh right, she's on the spectrum, so it's probably all part of autism and not an actual problem". Um no, it is totally separate from autism. It's a mental illness and I need help.

Yes I got myself referred for therapy back in April but I'm still on the long waiting list. Nothing I can do about that.
 
Nearly every night lately it's the same. Staying in a homeless shelter in a snowy, icy place. Searching in a nearly broken wheelchair, in the snow to find my daughter.
 
Had a dream about guns again last night. I knew I would because of having such a terrible day at work.

I dreamt I was living above a shop in the high street and there was a huge fight going on outside, and a man had a knife and a gun. I watched from the window, feeling quite safe up there. But suddenly a gunshot was aimed at my window and smashed all the glass, so I had to get out and go to my mum's place. The angry gunman wasn't after me though, they were just trying to steal as many stuff as they could that they put into a machine that turned items into coal and use the coal to buy drugs (yes, not logical but after all it was a dream lol).

It wasn't as scary as the bomb dreams I have when stressed though. I hate those dreams because they're so realistic. They really make me know what it must be like to survive a terrorist attack. Terrifying.
 

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