06-11-2011, 02:23 PM
I had a rather disturbing dream last night. For one thing, I dreamed my dad was pretty much the equivalent of Hitler. He wasn't the dad I have in this life, but in my dream it was established that this man was my father, and he was a complete psychopath. I began finding out all the things he had been doing to people, and he tried to kill me when I found an article that linked him to the mob. I was terrified of him, but didn't know what to do.
Throughout the dream I had felt a strange feeling on my stomach, right near my belly button. It was as if the skin was very dry and rough, and almost somewhat sticky. I went into this secret room my father had in the house, that had a large mirror covering one wall. I went up to the mirror and looked at the reflection of my stomach. The skin looked very weird, and I began picking at it. Suddenly through the mirror I could see a hole in my stomach. I looked down and the skin started opening up. It was very messy and gross.
I ended up pulling out this...thing. It looked like some kind of fleshy, bloody sac, and it was attached to my insides with tissue. It was nearly the size of the palm of my hand, and one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen. I stood there, holding it in my hand, completely freaking out. I thought "I've got to go to the hospital!" But I couldn't stand the thought of waiting that long to get the thing out of me. So I gritted my teeth and yanked on it, and it detached and came out of me. It wasn't half as painful as I had expected, though there was still the problem of a big, bloody wound being in my stomach.
Then a blonde man who was my brother in the dream comes into the room and says he wants to help me, but I was afraid that he was really on my father's side. I had a very bad feeling when I woke up. I thought "I KNOW, Self! I already KNOW I have orange ray issues! Do you HAVE to remind me of it like THAT?!?"
(shudder)
Throughout the dream I had felt a strange feeling on my stomach, right near my belly button. It was as if the skin was very dry and rough, and almost somewhat sticky. I went into this secret room my father had in the house, that had a large mirror covering one wall. I went up to the mirror and looked at the reflection of my stomach. The skin looked very weird, and I began picking at it. Suddenly through the mirror I could see a hole in my stomach. I looked down and the skin started opening up. It was very messy and gross.
I ended up pulling out this...thing. It looked like some kind of fleshy, bloody sac, and it was attached to my insides with tissue. It was nearly the size of the palm of my hand, and one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen. I stood there, holding it in my hand, completely freaking out. I thought "I've got to go to the hospital!" But I couldn't stand the thought of waiting that long to get the thing out of me. So I gritted my teeth and yanked on it, and it detached and came out of me. It wasn't half as painful as I had expected, though there was still the problem of a big, bloody wound being in my stomach.
Then a blonde man who was my brother in the dream comes into the room and says he wants to help me, but I was afraid that he was really on my father's side. I had a very bad feeling when I woke up. I thought "I KNOW, Self! I already KNOW I have orange ray issues! Do you HAVE to remind me of it like THAT?!?"
(shudder)