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Dream Therapy: Woman Child Commentary

Published on March 1, 2008 in Borderline Personality Disorder, Dream Therapy, Dreams, Mental Health, PTSD, Relationships, Segments, Therapy and Therapy Assignments. 0 Comments Tags: .

Significant pieces, recurrent themes: The 2nd and 4th grade were some of the worst years of my life. The children falling off their bikes was like how my sister just fell off hers and broke her wrist. A buffet style restaurant shows up in my dreams often. I usually opt to go to the dollar store next door instead. Dreaming in a different language is common.

Of interest: Not many of my dreams are at night. The family friend I haven’t thought about in years but she was the person that hosted many of the talent shows the mother, sister and I were in. She herself is a survivor having killed an intruder who assaulted her. She was a sad woman, not overly emotional, quiet like in the dream. She lived in the same apartment complex we lived in while in the 2nd grade.

Commentary: What struck me about this dream is the flow of children directly into traffic. They didn’t even attempt to move or protect themselves from harm. They clumsily fell from their bicycles, clumsy like how my sister was. The van ran over the child’s hand. Continue reading ‘Dream Therapy: Woman Child Commentary’

Dream Therapy: Needs Not Met

Published on February 28, 2008 in Dream Therapy, Dreams, PTSD, Relationships, Therapy and Therapy Assignments. 0 Comments Tags: .

The dream started off with me walking single file with a group of people my age (36) down the dark auditorium of my second grade school. We passed two other single file lines, one of which my brother was in. In the dream he was 15 years old. I didn’t even know him then but in the dream he was 15. He caught sight of me and called me by my birth name. I corrected him which caused an argument. He got in my face and demanded to know why it was so important to change my name. I told him he didn’t require an answer, compliance would do. He didn’t like my answer but I didn’t like how he got up in my face angry and demanding. Some kid beside him asked why he was making such a big deal out of it. That’s when my brother held up a sign written like a child which mocked me. As my line moved out of the dark auditorium he sing song-like called out my birth name.

In the second dream I was also an adult as was my sister. In this dream I had to go to the hospital for some reason. I ended up in the waiting room with a doctor that had really radical mood changes, even his body size and hair colour changed with his moods. Continue reading ‘Dream Therapy: Needs Not Met’

Dream Therapy: Needs Not Met Commentary

Published on February 28, 2008 in Dream Therapy, Dreams, PTSD, Relationships, Therapy and Therapy Assignments. 0 Comments Tags: .

Significant pieces in the dream:
The age of the brother, being mocked by him, having him singsong my birth name, the grade school we were in, the white guy gardener she turned into, the sister’s possible death on the surgery table.
Of interest:
The flock of mallard ducks raining down poo on our heads.

Commentary:
I like the flock of ducks thing. As a child my room was always decorated with mallards. Of course it’s known they called me Little Duck all my life or just Duckie (with an ie not a y). So it was like a whole flock of me flying over head saying this whole situation was bullshit. Some of it I brought on myself but others I didn’t but it was all bullshit. The mother delaying medical attention for the sister is exactly what happened when she fell and cracked her head on the cement around age 30. She kept telling her not to go to the hospital. When she finally did it was because the pain in her head was so horrible she was in tears. It took weeks before she went to the hospital with the mother’s approval.
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Dream Therapy: Died In My Dream

Published on February 27, 2008 in Dream Therapy, Dreams, Mental Health, PTSD, Therapy and Therapy Assignments. 6 Comments

Barney wasn’t home. Captain and I putzed around the house doing nothing at all when someone rang the bell. The back door was open and a lab stood in the doorway but no people were with him. I called down the stairs to the doorway for them to come in but got no answer. I called again with the same result. Finally I moved the dog gate to go down and see if they’d traveled to the front door and couldn’t hear me tell them to come in. I passed the dog who didn’t seem too concerned to come in. She just stood there. Cap didn’t attempt to come down to play with her. As a matter of fact after that Captain doesn’t appear in the dream at all. So I passed the dog. As I got to the living room and before I could reach the door I noticed a group of people sitting in the dining room. All the lights were out except for the one in the dining room around the table. One man stood while 6 others occupied the chairs. He talked to them, seemed to be the one leading them. It appeared he may be the police.

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Dream Therapy: Pit Bulls and Babies

Published on February 14, 2008 in Dissociative Identity Disorder, Dream Therapy, Dreams, PTSD, Therapy and Therapy Assignments. 0 Comments

I’m walking down the street down a steep hill to my grandmother’s house when I see what looks like a white calf. The calf turns to a brown and red calf then a huge white pit bull wearing a jacket over his stomach that says “yield.” I’m walking with someone to my grandmother’s house. We both see the animal. I pull out my pocket knife and open it up. A lady comes from a near by yard holding her hand out telling us it’s okay and not to be afraid. She wants me to help her build a kennel so she can put the dog down properly. Just then a woman walks up behind her with a baby in a satchel on her back. The baby is wrapped from head to toe in a white sheet the way its done when burring a body. You can’t see her face. She’s got a rope tied around her neck and the rope reaches all the way around the mother’s stomach. The baby is tied tightly to the mother’s back inside the satchel but also with a rope around her neck and her feet. The mother seems unconcerned about the pit bull fighting dog. She’s not concerned about the welfare of the child. The pit bull is then put in a satchel on the back of the owner in the same fashion.

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Protection From Myself

Published on January 14, 2008 in Borderline Personality Disorder, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Dream Therapy, Mental Health, PTSD, Relationships and Therapy Assignments. 1 Comment

In the dream about Blossom I think both people are me. First of all she’d never walk into the room and touch me while I was sleeping and 9 times out of 10 she wouldn’t initiate sex. That was another thing I was responsible for handling and deciding. I gather from the dream that I had the ability to protect myself from myself. I, in the form of Blossom, leaned over and said, “Do you plan on hurting me?” to which I replied, “Yes.” (More accurately, “No, but Robert does.) I think I understood I need protection from myself and that I’m willing to walk away from hurt. I, in the form of Blossom said, “Then you can’t have me.” I, in the form of Blossom, turned around and left. I recognize the threat I am to myself but I also recognize that I’m able to make the decision to not hurt myself especially in relationships. I have the understanding that things are emotionally safe for me and I have to the ability to walk away, just like I did in the dream. All the behaviors of the person in the form of Blossom pointed to her symbolizing me. Blossom does not exhibit the personal concern or inner strength to walk away from a relationship or say, “You can’t hurt me.” She doesn’t have the inner strength to decide when she’s had enough. She also would not simply offer support and understanding so freely. In the dream she was sensual, caring, loving, all without prompting. That’s not something Blossom would do. She needs prompting and validation the entire time. This is why I think in that dream she was symbolized me. Continue reading ‘Protection From Myself’

Dreams: No Emergency Response No Help Available Part 2

Published on December 20, 2007 in Borderline Personality Disorder, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Dream Therapy, Dreams, PTSD, Relationships, Segments, Therapy and Therapy Assignments. 0 Comments

The first thing I notice in this set of dreams is how the people in the dream, the city dwellers are toyed with. It didn’t matter who you were, what economic or racial background you came from you were in the hands of higher ups who screwed you over for their own war games. Homes were destroyed for the sake of a drill, it was unbelievable. We were pawns and it didn’t matter if we wanted to be in that game or not. I also noticed that no matter who needed help (always concerning sexual assault) no one would be there to answer their call. Even if a policeman was given the story he didn’t help and the person wasn’t apprehended until I was killed in front of them. An emergency plan was in place, an entire policing system existed but became limited by the phone lines to them being down. They could patrol but private homes invaded or those living with abusers couldn’t reach out for help. Even if they could, many times in last nights dreams the person asking for help wasn’t given any. They were not believed. Their story was too grandiose to believe. Continue reading ‘Dreams: No Emergency Response No Help Available Part 2′