Reply about nightmare
20/02/2008
Pav, I think you must have been dreaming about the helpless feeling that things have happened to you and people haven't saved you from it, there's nothing you can do about the problems to free yourself, is how you've felt, and even when you're screaming no one's coming, and then you're just losing it, as a way of getting all the aggression out, because maybe you're bottling a lot inside? on the other hand... maybe you're bottling it up and not actually telling anyone so that they can help you? but i don't know, because i don't know your personal story. dreams are so dependant on knowing the personal story, but it definitely sounds like bottled up emotions exploding, and a feeling that no one will save you. i constantly have dreams where i'm in a horrible situation and i scream, and i can't get any sound, no matter how much force i put into the scream, it always comes out a choked whisper, just like you said it did in real life when you were waking up - i always think this must mean that i don't feel like i can actually ask for help.
i must say that in a lot of ways i think i'm over the abuse, it wasn't a family member for me, it was the son of a family friend, who was about 3 years older than me and last i heard he was being put in jail for vandalism or something, years ago, and we never spoke to them anymore after a certain point so i don't have to see him, don't have any serious emotional ties to it, and once we disconnected from them, i finally told my parents what he'd done, but i was like 16, and it had happened from the ages of 3-7 or something. they never had a clue. i only remember like 3 instances of it actually, but i have the just instinctual knowledge that it went on for those ages, if you know what i mean, like i've blocked out everything else, thankfully. but actually i think, even if i am with a man now in a stable relationship, etc. these things still affect me without me even realising it, like...i know the first time i finally had sex, i know i waited til i was 20 because i was scared of it, but then when i did it it wasn't for love, it was because i felt like i needed to overcome a fear, and that's not a reason to do it! but then again, it did actually help me in some strange way. and then i also know that, between the abuse and also growing up watching my dad physically abusing my mother, and my mother and father both emotionally/mentally/verbally abusing each other, i got myself into some really bad relationships, not just boyfriends but 'friends' too. and i also realise even now, i find it impossible to ask anyone for help about anything! even like, help with cleaning the house, i'm always expecting to be rejected or told i'm bad for needing help. oh btw, i also, after saying yesterday i hadn't had dreams in a couple years, last night had a lengthy nightmare! very strange timing. it was a sort of...good nightmare? though because i think i was realising i can handle problems myself, or something. i was playing a video game with friends, who for some reason included the character nathan from 'one tree hill' ! and he got possessed by the game and came after me trying to kill me, and we were by this pool and he and another person were coming at me with baseball bats and he was saying he was going to smash my brains in, and i somehow managed to knock the other guy unconscious and let him sink into the pool and drown, and i tried it with nathan but somehow he came back to life and i realised wow i really need to find another way of dealing with this, and iw as scared so i thought to hit 'pause' and he froze right above me with this bat poised to smash me in, and i ran away from him and then found an unfrozen friend and asked her to help fight him for me, but she couldn't and was scared and i didn't want to be responsible for her dying either, so i said okay i'll find a way out of this...then i thought to turn off the power on the game console! and i'm like please let this work - and it did, he suddenly walked away really mysteriously, and we were in m y old house suddenly (not a childhood house though btw) and it was him and many others, walking silently out of the house, and then this guy at my office was my father ? and i was telling him everyone was a ghost and they were leaving now, but he couldn't actually see the ghosts, and i got so frustrated because he wouldn't believe me and i was saying, why won't you listen to me?? you have no idea how much i've just gone through today!