Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 2/10/2018
By pinkstar16121
I remember hearing this girl behind me screaming and swearing at her mom dropping the F bomb left and right and I turned around and saw she was standing in the doorway of my dining room. As I was listening I thought she was being extremely disrespectful. Then she stopped and apologized to everyone. I noticed there was a party going on behind her in my dining room. She sounded sarcastic saying "you all just go back and enjoy your party." I felt awkward like "wow, she really embarrassed herself." But she didn't seem embarrassed. Then she kept yelling and she was now talking to her dad saying like "why do you stay with mom? You should just leave her." Then I saw my own dad and I think the dream switched and I was in my grandfather's kitchen with both my parents and I was thinking about the girl yelling and then asking her dad why she stays with her mom, making a connection since my dad was there that that meant my dad was her dad. My dad has four kids irl me and my brother and sister who he had with my mom and my half sister he had with his wife, my step mom. I was trying to ask my mom discreetly "wait so he has five kids?" I was kinda mouthing it, trying to make sure he didn't hear or see and I put up five fingers when my mom didnt hear me hoping she'd catch on with my "sign language." She did and said "yep." I was baffled. How did I not know my dad had a fifth child? She was like probably my full sister's age but I was thinking "when did this happen?" Then the dream switched to me with my dad. He was carrying me around and we were just talking about what I don't know but then I heard him talking to the girl and he was asking her about her dad and she started saying something that gave me the clue he had a drinking problem but more importantly I now knew that she was not my dad's daughter. Then I was thinking to myself "I should have known when she was talking to him about leaving her mom. He's with my step mom, not her mom. Then the only thing I remember talking about with my dad after that was saying "watching her argue with her mom kinda reminded me of when I argue with my mom." I do argue with her every now and then like that, screaming and swearing so maybe she was a reflection of me in my waking life. My dad was agreeing with me and implied I should now learn a lesson from that. Then he brought me to what was like the end of our journey into my mom's room. The ceiling suddenly got lower and my head was touching it (my dad was still carrying me). He said something like "well here we are." My mom was in her bed and he laid me in her bed next to her. I laid there on the very far end on the left side and then my mom kinda moved further away from me and I was thinking about family and his family is together, family lives together but when my mom moved further from me I felt like that was a metaphor that we were more distant from each other, which is weird because I literally see her every day. We commute to work and school together.