Thursday, December 17, 2009

Dream a Little Dream, part Dos


My subconscious has a very active imagination. I have very vivid, realistic dreams. And I usually remember them. Well, most of them...or at least wake up with very strong emotions from whatever was happening in my dream.

Maybe I'll start a dream journal on here, and you can all psycho-analyze me.

So, for the past few nights, I've had different variations of the same recurring dream. I dreamt that my husband decided he didn't love me anymore, and left me to be with somebody else. Each night, the dream was slightly different, but the theme was the same. And each night, I was devastated. And then panic set in. Panic at the thought that I might actually have to be alone.

I remember a thought occurring to me in the dream along the lines of, "Who am I going to be with now?"

And my own personal analysis? There's some truth to it. Not the part where my husband leaves me (I hope), but the part that I am afraid to be alone.

I am a very social person. I need people. And as long as I can remember, I always had a boyfriend. Always. I was once accused by a girlfriend in high school that all of my boyfriends overlapped. And as much as I hate to admit it, its kinda true. I even dumped a guy after I met my hubby.

I couldn't live without my girlfriends either. I have to talk about everything I go through.

Take away my people, and I am nothing but the shell of a woman, who happens to be devastatingly beautiful, have a wicked awesome sense of humor, and a sparkling personality.

Hey, I never said, I was afraid to be with myself!

5 comments:

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    Diane
    http://turning-the-clock-back.blogspot.com/

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  5. I absolutely LOVE your blog! You're right, being a stay at home mom doesn't define you at all... I tell things like that to hubby all the time. He'll be a smart ass and ask "well what are you then" and I tell him EVERYTHING I want to be and nothing I am not. :)

    I'm a new follower from TheScattered Mind Fragments of a Musical Mommy.

    Found you on MBC :)

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