I haven’t posted here in a while. But a few nights ago I had the most vivid, morbid dream I’ve ever had in my life and I just need to get it out there and ask if anyone else has had a similar experience.
In this dream I came across a guy who was holding a gun, and asked him to shoot me. He did, but I lived. Then I went home and attempted to kill myself with a knife. Still in this twisted dream, I passed out, but woke up later. I then went to the bathroom, cleaned my horrendous wounds, and gave up trying to die. I just went about my business as if everything was normal. Then I woke up for real, entirely confused and somewhat devastated. Going back to sleep afterward was a struggle.
I’d really like to know if any of you have had similar dreams, hallucinations, whatever. I’ve had some strange nightmares but never one this gruesome. I guess my subconscious finally caught on to me really wanting to just die. I can’t make sense of this otherwise.
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All my dreams are morbid is part of the reason I am so desperately suicidal but I’ve been trying to kill myself since 12 years of age. I’ve only been having such morbid dreams the last three years. I was smoking marijuana and everything used to be alright I wouldn’t dream before (most of the time – side effect of marijuana) I’m not interested in dreams they mostly scare me. I have a few dreams in my immediate memory that I could share.
I had this dream that my uncle pulled up in his truck said he had a job opportunity for me but I couldn’t prostitute myself at work, but then he put a card in my kittens shirt pocket (she had like a pocket in her skin, idk). Then my kitten started getting bugs crawling all over her and I thought to think that what he put in her pocket was poison, then I was in my childhood home and I slit her throat because she was so sick that I wanted to put her out of her misery. Then I shoved her in a bag in my closet. I felt so bad, but when I went back to open the door and look at it, I was going to stitch her back together but she was alive again.
I had another dream about my childhood neighborhood. I was walking in the neighborhood next to the path I used to ride my bike there was a bush of roses and I wanted to pick one but they were all wilted except for one, then there was randomly a dragonfruit. Then I went to the house across the street (in my old neighborhood) and there was a girl there on the balcony and I go in and see there is a man in the house and think “that must be her brother” then she comes down from the balcony in front of the house and I start kisses up on her bosom and she tells me to stop. Then she is in a room with a couple other people and she’s holding hands with this guy and says she wants to get pregnant. Then I start flipping out insulting the guy saying he looks like sh*t and is f*cking ugly (something I would never do, I don’t give a d*mn that these knuckleheads are procreating, you know. . . I don’t care what she’s doing with her genitals. I mean why would I fcking even want to know that or dream of that, I hardly even knew her) so that was just fcking weird. I’m always having fcking dreams that woman are shoving their tits in my God damned mouth.
Shortly after that, this is probably the creepiest dream I have had to date. It’s like three parts. The first part I am in this business and there is a side with beds and a side with the cash register. I go up and ask for an application to work then the work man says to come back later. Then I am at the beds and one of the workers is on top of me with miniature d*ck trying to have sex with my sleeping body and then I jerk his mini cock then his friend comes by saying he needs the same treatment and starts having sex with my sleeping body. I then see a bunch of sickly looking brown dogs walking around. I walk around and then there is a door I open and a laundry room with a barking big black dog in it. I am afraid of dogs so I leave. Then something tells me to go back to the room and there is a woman on a chair. I am a child and crawl into her lap and she starts madly dry humping me, then I walk out the door and there are a bunch of heterosexual couples floating around in a hot spring. The second part I am in the mechanical room of my old house and my mom is there and there is cat sh*t on the floor and she is screaming at me that I need to pick it up but I am locking all the doors and windows and tell her I’m actually really afraid that a ghost is following me but she doesn’t give a sh*t. Then I am in my second home (high school) and there are a bunch of kids in my living room. They are inviting themselves in but my mom just went up the stairs to bed and I tell them they can’t come in because she is asleep. Then some blonde lady walks in and then she is on the floor with her , you know, in my mouth. Then these ghosts start trying to come in through the front door so I latch it and a girl there tells me her father has died. The third part I am in a basement I’ve never been in before drinking with my friends and there is a big white dog and the same woman who was dryhumping me on a chair’s daughter is there but I don’t for god sake look at her fcking face just the side of her hair. I tell my friends that I am going to go to the gas station to get more beer and they tell me they want to go through my phone and sh*t. I get out to my car and start driving but when I get to gas station I get out and am pissing on the back of the building (which I have never done) and the gas station clerks (about 4 or 5 dudes) come out, I go to get in the car as they are coming out and they start trying to break into my car trying to pull open the doors and get in the windows as I roll them then I drive away but want to fcking run them over. As I pull out I come to a crossroads and then in the background There is like 6 cop cars and they have me cornered at both sides of the intersection.
Then I was arrested in real life like 2 weeks later. The police showed up randomly and I don’t know if they were lying but said the gas station reported me, I’m still shook about it, but it was 3 years ago,
Shortly after that dream I have a dream that the woman who was humping me ferociously on the chair was licking and eating and tasting my asshole then I go out and she’s laying on the couch and there’s a guy on the couch across from her asking her to give him a blowie.
The next day I decide I’ve had enough and was to jump off the bridge after my last night celebrating. Then I am arrested again the very day after that dream. So when I get out of jail I take a bottle of antipsychotics I had saved to overdose on, I did not end up dying but I thought I was going to or I wouldn’t have taken them.
I could go on but they just fcking disgusting to the core.
Oh another dream I have had, I had a dream a girl I knew that either died in an accident or died from suicide (we had talked about suicide together before) was in my front yard under the tree and I had my brand new guitar with me. Then the man from the other dream who was asking for the, you know, from the woman who was doing, you know, to my asshole came up to me and started touching my guitar and I start talking in a really daemonical voice blaming this person for how terrible my life had been since this person put me in the mental hospital and that person was basically just mocking me… so the next day I woke up sold my brand new keyboard and my entire record collection, all my video games, my bike and tried to sell my guitar but I could not find anyone to buy it.
But of course this was after I had a dream I was in the car with this guy and he was driving to a hang out where that lady was (the one who was eating my asshole) and in this dream he had forced me to grab his you know what.
But after that dream he had led me through his garage with all his cars where he told me that was have to do it and then he did you know what to me. So I mean no wonder I can’t touch that fcking guitar.
Now I just feel so empty and that life has no purpose.
Not exactly about death, but was definitely the death of me.