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What's the most messed up dream you ever had? (lemmy.world)

submitted 4 days ago* (last edited 4 days ago) by [email protected] to c/[email protected]

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So since I started taking my meds many years ago my dreams became more vivid and I can remember them better and in more detail. Usually this is great but I watched Terrifier 3 last night and had one the most messed up scenes of a dream stuck in my head. Wtf brain?! Seriously, it involved a child and now I'm messed up because of my own fucking brain, not even a real thing.

Any of you had a similar experience?

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[–] [email protected] 6 points 3 days ago* (last edited 3 days ago) (1 children)

Honestly, I don't know! I've chewed on this pretty much ever since I had it, but I couldn't put my finger on any particular occurrence.

The closest I can come to explaining it is that it was my subconscious' way of assimilating my fear of my family? I had a... complicated childhood amongst some very specifically toxic personalities and always had the instinctive drive to not be like them, because it was shitty behaviour. I also feared them, because, like... I was a baby. They could literally crush me if they wanted to, and I knew it - none ever got THAT violent or crazy, just to be clear, but they were very on edge pretty much all of the time.

Maybe it was just the fear of getting caught up in that, of becoming that, but expressed abstractly, shapelessly because I didn't have the conceptual or contextual tools with which to shape it yet. And this is also sustained by the fact that that... thing felt very familiar.

Or maybe I'm reaching and this is utter nonsense, I have no idea!

[–] [email protected] 2 points 3 days ago (1 children)

Aww...I'm sorry you had to go through that so young. Whether or not it has a connection to the dream, I hope you're in a safer environment now.

[–] [email protected] 1 points 3 days ago

Thank you so much! Yes, thankfully those days are far behind me and only the scars remain.

Whoever said "suffering builds character" was talking out of their ass - it doesn't, but it does reveal the character that was always there.