Daily Archive for September 18th, 2008

Ladybird and the Aussiemobile

Published on September 18, 2008 in Humor and Pets. 1 Comment Tags: letters.

Dear Ladybird,

Dear little one, white with a brown spot on her butt, huge brown eyes and even bigger floppy ears. It is my loving duty to encourage you to never again jump from the window of a moving vehicle. I try my best to keep you from hearing words of thunder pour from my mouth but when you go flying out the window with your ears caught in the breeze colourful words will abound. So please, for the love of all that is holy, do not, I repeat, do not jump out of the car window. Thank goodness we were only pulling off or your spotted ass would have been in more trouble than it was already in. Continue reading ‘Ladybird and the Aussiemobile’

Dream Lions Dogs and Drowning

Published on September 18, 2008 in Dissociative Identity Disorder, Dream Therapy, Dreams and Mental Health. 0 Comments

A small petting zoo was housed in the backyard of the apartment where I lived in the second grade. The second grade was also a pivotal year as far as abuse goes. In this zoo there were caged lions, caged dogs bigger than I’ve ever seen before and other wild African animals in the big cat family. It was feeding time but I didn’t want to help feed them. The caretaker took offense at this and decided that if I didn’t want to help feed them she’d tease me by tossing fish on me so the lions would come after me. I started helping from that point. The cages up front had smaller animals, still ferocious if un-caged but smaller than the lions and whatever else was in the back. The zoo went on and on it seemed, right up the window. The less dangerous ones were on the outside the most dangerous ones were right up next to my bedroom window. Interesting is that the lions were on the outside. One would think they would be classified as the most dangerous but whatever was against the window wasn’t something I wanted to mess with but I still felt the need to let them eat so I began throwing fish as hard as I could so it would reach them. As I picked up fish they turned to a cow’s femur. Even still I threw it with all my might to get to the other animals. Once out of fish we had to cross these cages from the top to get back inside the apartment. So here we’d pretty much teased them with bits of fish then we put our bodies on top of the cages to get back inside the apartment.

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DREAM: Lions and Horses

Published on September 18, 2008 in Dream Therapy, Dreams and Mental Health. 0 Comments

I was in an apartment that I use to live in at age three or four which for reference is the first apartment where I remember specific abuses. In the dream I’m an adult in the living room talking to people I didn’t know. The room was full of people, adults, children, teens all talking and moving about. There wasn’t any obvious distress; it was just tight in there. They all decided to get out of the house so they left. I was alone in the apartment with the light out. At first I was okay but then a bit uncomfortable. I decided to distract myself but what I wanted to distract myself with was in the car so I stepped out onto the balcony of the second floor apartment so I could climb down to the car below and retrieve the item.

I stepped out on the balcony where Ladybird was sitting. She was looking at the sunset over the trees. As I started to move across the wooden boards they one by one snapped and broke behind me. I had to keep moving forward because I couldn’t go back home. When I turned around there was a huge hole in the floor boards, large enough for three adults to fall through. I didn’t see it while crossing it was only after I passed it that I saw it. The balcony was nearly disintegrating after I stepped on it. The wood was rotten to the core, water logged, un-cared for and left to the elements without concern for it or anyone who stepped on it. Eventually I got to the ground but of course it wasn’t the normal yard I knew. Continue reading ‘DREAM: Lions and Horses’