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Recurring nightmare
Squirminator2k
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This is a tricky thing for me to write about, so you'll have to bear with me why I try to get the words in the right order in my head.
I have a recurring nightmare. That may sound pretty basic, but it really messes me up. I used to have it all the time, but it's since dissipated to just the once every year or so. The last time I had it was mid-2005, and I think I am due for another one fairly soon.
This nightmare is terrifying, and part of what scares me so much about it is that I can never remember the whole thing. I have remembered small pieces here and there, but they don't make up the complete experience and they don't seem to relate to one-another. I know it's the same dream, because I can sort of tell. But that I don't know what it is that leaves me in this state scares me even more than knowing it in full detail.
I usually wake up in the night after having this nightmare. Usually between 1am and 3am. I'm usually in a state of delirium when it happens. The last time it happened, I was living with my girlfriend. She says she woke up in the night to find me sitting on a beanbag in the living mumbling to myself. The time before that - and I remember this - I was still living with my Mum. I ran into her room screaming, crying, telling her that "I rule the world." That probably sounds a little funny, but I was in shock - that's the only time I've remembered the end of my nightmare - something I have done has caused everything on the face of the Earth to be wiped. The grass is gone. The ocean is dry. The people and the houses are all destroyed. I am left on a desolate rock of a planet, the blue sky stretching above me. There are no clouds. I am left alone. I rule the world, because there is no one else left.
There are other smaller elements that I remember. A black garbage bag floating across the ocean as the sun sets; my Mum, holding a pin with a small yellow ball at the blunt end (the end you're supposed to hold), looking at me with this... look, this crazed glaze in her eyes; a long journey, although where from and where to is a mystery, as is what the journey entails. This dream terrifies me. I wish I knew why.
My Mum once told me that something similar used to happen to my Granddad. Every year or so he'd have a dream where he was burning. Burning alive, screaming. He'd wake up screaming, delirious. One day, which he was doing work in a glass factory (he was an electrician, was my grandfather) he was walking along when he was suddenly pulled back by a colleague. He was apparently about to walk into a sandpit, and if he had kept walking he would have fallen in and burnt to death. I'm not sure if these are the correct details, as my Mum told me about this a fair few years ago, but that's essentially what happened. He never had his nightmare again.
I don't even know why I'm posting this. I don't expect anyone to be able to give me any help or advice. I just wanted to talk about it, get it off of my chest. Maybe someone can offer some insight, I don't know.
I have a recurring nightmare. That may sound pretty basic, but it really messes me up. I used to have it all the time, but it's since dissipated to just the once every year or so. The last time I had it was mid-2005, and I think I am due for another one fairly soon.
This nightmare is terrifying, and part of what scares me so much about it is that I can never remember the whole thing. I have remembered small pieces here and there, but they don't make up the complete experience and they don't seem to relate to one-another. I know it's the same dream, because I can sort of tell. But that I don't know what it is that leaves me in this state scares me even more than knowing it in full detail.
I usually wake up in the night after having this nightmare. Usually between 1am and 3am. I'm usually in a state of delirium when it happens. The last time it happened, I was living with my girlfriend. She says she woke up in the night to find me sitting on a beanbag in the living mumbling to myself. The time before that - and I remember this - I was still living with my Mum. I ran into her room screaming, crying, telling her that "I rule the world." That probably sounds a little funny, but I was in shock - that's the only time I've remembered the end of my nightmare - something I have done has caused everything on the face of the Earth to be wiped. The grass is gone. The ocean is dry. The people and the houses are all destroyed. I am left on a desolate rock of a planet, the blue sky stretching above me. There are no clouds. I am left alone. I rule the world, because there is no one else left.
There are other smaller elements that I remember. A black garbage bag floating across the ocean as the sun sets; my Mum, holding a pin with a small yellow ball at the blunt end (the end you're supposed to hold), looking at me with this... look, this crazed glaze in her eyes; a long journey, although where from and where to is a mystery, as is what the journey entails. This dream terrifies me. I wish I knew why.
My Mum once told me that something similar used to happen to my Granddad. Every year or so he'd have a dream where he was burning. Burning alive, screaming. He'd wake up screaming, delirious. One day, which he was doing work in a glass factory (he was an electrician, was my grandfather) he was walking along when he was suddenly pulled back by a colleague. He was apparently about to walk into a sandpit, and if he had kept walking he would have fallen in and burnt to death. I'm not sure if these are the correct details, as my Mum told me about this a fair few years ago, but that's essentially what happened. He never had his nightmare again.
I don't even know why I'm posting this. I don't expect anyone to be able to give me any help or advice. I just wanted to talk about it, get it off of my chest. Maybe someone can offer some insight, I don't know.
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If you dont know where to find one you could try calling a hospital or medical doctor (or maybe even a church if your comfortable with that) near you and ask to be referred to someone.
I don't snore, but I do occasionally talk in my sleep.
Edit: I realise that this post pretty much invalidates the thread's existence in H/A. I guess I just want to talk about it, really.
Pretty scary shit as I can't really remember much aside from that it was definitely Carnage (from Spiderman), and he definitely wanted me dead.
You could always see a doctor, but I don't think that would solve anything. Best thing to do is just to try and reduce the amount of stress in your life. That's often a factor. Was when I was a kid.
I was in a bad family situation. Once it was resolved I stopped having them.
I also sleep-talk A LOT about weird things. Most often they don't make any sense.
I used to sleepwalk constant as a kid, and still sometimes do
not only do I sleepwalk insane distances (my record is 3 miles from my house... when I was 9)
I also do things while asleep, or attempt to do things (like about 3 months ago when I was trying to rip my roommate's chair apart, claiming I was "fixing" it. It was one of those ones that have no legs and rock on the ground)
I sleep-talk regularily and sleep with my eyes open and rolled back nightly.
interesting combinations sometimes
imagine being woken up by someone kicking your door in, yelling about the world not wearing seatbelts, eyes wide open and pure white and dragging 4 chairs around the house (Happened a year ago to an ex roommate)
anyway, you're probably never going to remember ALL of your dream, but try this: get into the habit of having a pad and pencil next to your bed, you remember dreams most vividly just after waking up, write it down
I occasionally have a nightmare - unrelated to this one - about Apocalypse growing to mammoth proportions and invading England.
I have very, very vague memories of walking in the streets around my area at some ridiculous hour of the night. I sometimes wonder if I dreamt them or if they actually happened.
Good idea.
Well, besides waking up one day and believing myself to be a chicken.
It's mostly random. The last time I had it was mid-summer in 2005, and I wasn't particularly stressed or worried about anything.
I don't believe it - I'm on my THIRD PS3, and my FIRST XBOX360. What the heck?