Here's the dream:
I am returning home with several people that I don't know but that I traveled with. Its a pleasant snow covered winter outside. From the group, a woman and her daughter walk with me to the backdoor in the backyard of my house. The daughter is about my age. They are both smiling and kind toward me.
The woman thanks me for what I did for her daughter. I don't remember doing anything. But there were several people and they all seemed to admire and respect me as though I had done something which impressed them while we were traveling together.
I walk into the front entrance of my house alone. My front door is different. It’s bigger and looks a castle door. I notice that the inside of the house itself looks unusually dark.
Suddenly, I seem to be witnessing the past. I am seeing memories getting into fights with those people before we left for the trip. There is intense mutual hatred in these memories. I don't remember all of them but three scenes stand out.
Scene 1: This is the only one in first person, the rest are in third person. We are sitting at the dinner table and I am having an aggressive argument with the girl (the daughter I mentioned earlier) who is sitting across from me while the others are witnessing this. I don't what we were arguing about but I say something to the girl along the lines of "It’s a good thing that your father who you admire so much is dead because-" and I say something extremely threatening and offensive about killing him or something like that.
The second I finish saying that, she grabs a fork or knife on the table and lunges over the table to stab me.
Scene 2: The group is together with me in the hall. There is a guy from the group who is carrying food in his hands. I am attacking and beating him to take the food for myself. I'm completely animalistic in the way I behave because I even bite his hands to force him to let go of the food.
Scene 3: The group is together with me in the hall arguing with me about something and I don't even hear or see them. I am screaming and shaking about like a wild animal. Also, my abdomen is bloated and swollen for some reason.
I am completely horrified by everything I see because I in every case I behaved completely psychotically with aggression and hatred towards the people I traveled with. The "memories" really freaked me out because they appear to be completely and totally unlike my personality at all and because I don't remember doing any of it in the dream. It was like I was watching someone else do this, but it was me.
When I woke up, I wondered if I had done something on the trip which gained their admiration and gratitude. Maybe I saved their lives or something. I cannot believe that anything could have made up for how I acted.
What do you think the dream means?
I am returning home with several people that I don't know but that I traveled with. Its a pleasant snow covered winter outside. From the group, a woman and her daughter walk with me to the backdoor in the backyard of my house. The daughter is about my age. They are both smiling and kind toward me.
The woman thanks me for what I did for her daughter. I don't remember doing anything. But there were several people and they all seemed to admire and respect me as though I had done something which impressed them while we were traveling together.
I walk into the front entrance of my house alone. My front door is different. It’s bigger and looks a castle door. I notice that the inside of the house itself looks unusually dark.
Suddenly, I seem to be witnessing the past. I am seeing memories getting into fights with those people before we left for the trip. There is intense mutual hatred in these memories. I don't remember all of them but three scenes stand out.
Scene 1: This is the only one in first person, the rest are in third person. We are sitting at the dinner table and I am having an aggressive argument with the girl (the daughter I mentioned earlier) who is sitting across from me while the others are witnessing this. I don't what we were arguing about but I say something to the girl along the lines of "It’s a good thing that your father who you admire so much is dead because-" and I say something extremely threatening and offensive about killing him or something like that.
The second I finish saying that, she grabs a fork or knife on the table and lunges over the table to stab me.
Scene 2: The group is together with me in the hall. There is a guy from the group who is carrying food in his hands. I am attacking and beating him to take the food for myself. I'm completely animalistic in the way I behave because I even bite his hands to force him to let go of the food.
Scene 3: The group is together with me in the hall arguing with me about something and I don't even hear or see them. I am screaming and shaking about like a wild animal. Also, my abdomen is bloated and swollen for some reason.
I am completely horrified by everything I see because I in every case I behaved completely psychotically with aggression and hatred towards the people I traveled with. The "memories" really freaked me out because they appear to be completely and totally unlike my personality at all and because I don't remember doing any of it in the dream. It was like I was watching someone else do this, but it was me.
When I woke up, I wondered if I had done something on the trip which gained their admiration and gratitude. Maybe I saved their lives or something. I cannot believe that anything could have made up for how I acted.
What do you think the dream means?