This has happened to me probably 5 times in the last month, and it bums me out every time. I just woke up from a 4 hour nap drenched in sweat and disappointed when I realized the cute assertive tall girl with green hair that I met at an Underoath concert wasn’t real. Felt like a spark that I haven’t experienced in real life in almost 10 years. :deeper-sadness:
I would MUCH rather have these dreams about fake people. I spent 18 months having dreams about my ex, and that was getting too much to handle.
So you had a horny dream about someone you didn’t know that well, and it dominoed into marrying them?? Lmao that’s crazy
I’m not sure if it’s good or bad that I’ve been having these dreams so frequently. It feels good experiencing affection when I can’t in real life atm, but also the sadness that always come sucks, lol.
And hey you’re here! Glad to see you, comrade.
Yeah, your subconscious is like, "Dude! You're lonely! Get out there and meet some people." And of course, it's the time of plague so that's not easy/safe to do right now. I do see something kind of beautiful in it though, as an affirmation of humanity and our common need for love and affection.
We didn’t even fuck, I woke up before we got to that point.
Ain’t got no game.
Not a dream, but I once had a DMT trip where I was a miner on another planet. I was married, and right after I passed the threshold we were on our way to the mine in a minecart going down. The gravity was weird, making the cart jump higher than it would on Earth. My wife was also a miner, next to me in the cart, and she was smiling at me, an incredibly happy smile. I remembered our whole life together - our house, our love, and so on.
Eventually I came back down to reality of course; and when I did, for a minute or so I still wasn't remembering my real life, and I was so sad I lost my "wife". Like as sad as you would be if your real wife died. I was crying. Then slowly it hit me: I actually have a wife in real life, and we're happy and I love her dearly. Still think about that trip regularly though; the picture of my interplanetary miner wife smiling at me is seared into my brain.
Dang that’s really intense! Sometimes after these dreams I’ll think about that imaginary person over the next day or two and reminisce on events that never happened, but felt real at the time.
i would, but my dreams are basically concepts roughly smashed together
Yeah pretty much. In my dreams I can climb, walk, run and swim completely unassisted and freely. Can't do any of that in real life at the moment, and haven't been able to for years. Also have the attachment to people in my dreams happen, and it's sad wake up and realise everything that happened wasn't real. Doesn't help that most of my dreams are semi-lucid, so although I do not know that I am dreaming, I do have control of my actions in dreams. That's probably why I have sleep paralysis so often as well.
I’ve had this happen, but last night I just dreamt that I got called up out of nowhere for the English cricket team and made a gutsy 80 not out lmao
sorta? but mine are usually self aware and reoccurring, because I'm just that postmodern. my fantasies get very meta very quickly.
Just happened to me last night. Been think about them all day. Like longing for someone that isn’t even there. It’s fucking odd. Dreams can often affect my whole day.
They can often do that to me too! Sometimes you miss that person and it distracts you the whole day.
I kind of like the feeling, a nostalgia for something that didn't happen.
I can get that. Sometimes it’s nice to space out and think about that and just absorb the nostalgic feeling.
Usually just dream that I’m late to work and when I get there its an amalgamation of the most stressful aspects of every job I’ve worked and the most difficult coworkers.
