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Posted by fuzzymind on January 5, 2003, at 8:06:18
Well all my dreams are strange. Only interesting part of my life are my dreams. Well the end of my dream during my 2 hour nap this morning had me walking through a shopping mall with an older white woman. Don't know who she was, but during the walk through the mall, I remember thinking she could be my mother and I was anticipating reaction from the other mallers as they looked at us both. She walked very fast, and I had to practically run to keep up with her. Well we ened up in a dress shop, and while waiting, an Asian boy in diapershange onto my parallel arm like a jungle gym. I think I have a conversation with the kid, and the kid wante to do a back flip while haging off of my arm. Another guy looks on, I think it is a relavtive of his. The kid attempts the back flip, but mistimes i the landing, and I am able to catch his head with my other arm before he is head hits the ground. No harm, no foul.
i htought this might mean I was nurtuing my inner child, or wish someone had intervened before the damage to myself had become worse. The bckflip and the dangers invlolved to the infant could represent how I saw myself, a child not ready to face the dificulties and dangers of the real world.
Not sure about the older white woman. Perhaps racial anorexia? I wonder if my life would be different if I was caucasian. Less bullying, not being so damned conspicuous, and parents that would intervene ater sucide attempts and obvious severe depression. Maybe I wished I had a mother figure which could have saved me, and I blame my culture for that. I remember during an evaluation 6 years earlier, the shrink told me that a possible reason my parents never got me any help was because of their culture. The ywere saving face by not letting anyone know they had a damaged kid. Makes sense I guess. What a price to pay for saving face.
Well, dream theater is over fortoday. back to my depressin and suicidal thoughts. Got to figure out a way to get hte raccoon out of my crawlspace and attic
Posted by sebastian on January 5, 2003, at 14:17:48
In reply to Strange Dream, posted by fuzzymind on January 5, 2003, at 8:06:18
I'm caucasion and very depresed for many years. Always got beat on in school up till I was 21. I am 26 now and still angry about all the bullys even though they seem to be leaveing me allone. Black men try to start a racial conflit with me though for no reason little while ago, I don't understand.
Sebastian
Posted by Eddie Sylvano on January 6, 2003, at 9:36:09
In reply to Strange Dream, posted by fuzzymind on January 5, 2003, at 8:06:18
I had a dream that James Garner was a derelict who hung out in my neighborhood showing off a bicycle he made from old parts. It had a chain that wound over 20 different pulleys and gears, and a bunch of weird little mirrors and streamers. I tried to get his autograph, but there weren't any clean pieces of paper available. I hung out with him for a while (he seemed to be accompanying my mother and some friends fo hers). He got angry when I'd ask about The Rockford Files, telling me to "drop it."
If my dreams hold any deep meaning about my psyche, they're lost on me.
Posted by fuzzymind on January 6, 2003, at 10:28:12
In reply to Re: Strange Dream, posted by Eddie Sylvano on January 6, 2003, at 9:36:09
> I had a dream that James Garner was a derelict who hung out in my neighborhood showing off a bicycle he made from old parts. It had a chain that wound over 20 different pulleys and gears, and a bunch of weird little mirrors and streamers. I tried to get his autograph, but there weren't any clean pieces of paper available. I hung out with him for a while (he seemed to be accompanying my mother and some friends fo hers). He got angry when I'd ask about The Rockford Files, telling me to "drop it."
> If my dreams hold any deep meaning about my psyche, they're lost on me.sounds like a dream that could apply to me.once upon a time, i was an academic star in high school. now i am jobless, friendless....a nothing. all those gears and pulleys sounds like my addictiin to tecnology such as tv, computer games, and the net. one of my big fears is encountering someone from hs, especially a bully or someon i was not nice to in self-defense, wondering what i was doing now or pointing out that i was a failure in life. jim rockford always lived paycheck to paycheck. i lived precariously in terms of mental health....always knowing that i was always close to a mental breakdown or suicide.
Posted by TheProf on January 6, 2003, at 11:39:27
In reply to Re: Strange Dream, posted by fuzzymind on January 6, 2003, at 10:28:12
A couple of comments about dreams --
1. I have noticed over the years that some psychotropic meds or somteimes a change of meds can cause very vivid and strange dreams. I do not attach much meaning to the dreams in this case.
2. It seems that I can usually find a very rational association with "normal" dreams without having to go deeply into my psyche. Maybe I'm different, but you might try thinking about what current problems you are having and how you are responding to them. For example, when I am faced with a situation over which I seem to have no control (for me, the worst kind of situation) I will often dream of either chasing someone, being chased, or fighting and either finding I am partially paralyzed or that my best karate techniques have no effect on my tormentor.
Posted by fuzzymind on January 6, 2003, at 11:43:21
In reply to Re: Strange Dream, posted by TheProf on January 6, 2003, at 11:39:27
> A couple of comments about dreams --
>
> 1. I have noticed over the years that some psychotropic meds or somteimes a change of meds can cause very vivid and strange dreams. I do not attach much meaning to the dreams in this case.
>
> 2. It seems that I can usually find a very rational association with "normal" dreams without having to go deeply into my psyche. Maybe I'm different, but you might try thinking about what current problems you are having and how you are responding to them. For example, when I am faced with a situation over which I seem to have no control (for me, the worst kind of situation) I will often dream of either chasing someone, being chased, or fighting and either finding I am partially paralyzed or that my best karate techniques have no effect on my tormentor.yeah, I am often paralyzed in my dreams. Can't fight back effectively No matter how hard I try.
Posted by bookgurl99 on February 1, 2003, at 9:32:44
In reply to Strange Dream, posted by fuzzymind on January 5, 2003, at 8:06:18
>I remember during an evaluation 6 years earlier, the shrink told me that a possible reason my parents never got me any help was because of their culture. The ywere saving face by not letting anyone know they had a damaged kid.
Fuzzymind,
Are you asian? are your parents from an island?
i'm asking because my mom is puerto rican, so she's also from an island culture.
when i was growing up, the family could have really used psych. help. my mom was chronically sick, often close to death. but everything was swept under the rug in terms of feelings.
well, my younger sister has been studying island cultures. she learned that in island cultures, where people live closely to one another, the culture governs by shame. there is a strong need to 'save face,' to appear normal or better-than-normal at all times.
people from these cultures, i think, will not acknowledge any mental illness unless you actually can't function at all. everything else is explained away and swept under the rug.
i'm sorry that it took so long for you to get the help you needed. i sometimes wonder myself if i'd be healthier if i'd gotten the help i needed as a kid.
i'm glad you're getting help now. i hope things turn around for you.
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