The worst ones always involve the Watchtower.
What's the best dream you ever had? Or worst?
by ButtLight 25 Replies latest jw friends
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damselfly
I used to have really bad nightmares as a kid. I would be flying and then suddenly plummet to the ground and crash, I'd be in the ocean with sharks circling me, walking in the woods and then fall into a pit of snakes. They were horrible and repetitive all thru my childhood and I occasionally still have them.
Lately though I wake up and I'm doing algebra problems. Boring I know but better then sharks and snakes.
Dams
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ButtLight
I dreamed that I was having an intimate relationship with my mother. I wanted to throw up.
I wouldnt worry about that too much, I have had dreams like that also. You wake up sick to your stomache, but yet, you cant control what happens in your sleep! I use to think there was something wrong with me after dreams like that. Thank god they havent happened in a long time! Yuck!
Boring I know but better then sharks and snakes.
Heck yes, but sometimes I get a kick out of my nightmares! I actually want to go back to them to see what happens. I guess I wouldnt do that if I knew the ending?????????
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chrissy
no good dreams only terrible nightmares.
mine were about great floods, giant caterpillars, tornados and various other natural disasters, total lawlessness breaking out on the streets, resulting in my very untimely and painful death at the hand of wicked worldlings....
don't all witness kids have these sort of wretched nightmares?
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stillajwexelder
well it is too rude/sexual for me to relate on a board of this nature
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Frog
When I was a kid I used to have this terrible dream that re-occured in exact detail a handful of time over a few years. It was of a faceless man bashing and seriously injuring my sister while I stood next to him and watched while not being able to move. The dream was set in a really isolated part of our yard where no-one could see. I could see the mans body and everything else but not the face. Wasn't until years later that I let myself acknowledge that the man was my father, and that my apparent paralysis was metaphoric of my fear and powerlessness, and that the isolated secret factor was that the situation had gone on for years behind closed doors, while nobody either knew or wanted to help us. Frog x