Dreams of Harassment

Dreams this morning were interesting, I shot a man and in another dream I got ridiculously hit on by a stranger I couldn't easily avoid. Before I get onto that I wanted to bring up the dream I had about Savers yesterday.

There's really only 2 main things I wanted to point out about this dream. First, I have them every now and then and some of the time they include the people I worked with while at my former beauty supply job. That happened and eventually morphed into old times with some of my old Savers coworkers and new. They were all happy I have come back, as they would be. The second point is that I woke up with this severe need to wash my hands. I realized I've never mentioned it here before, but I wash my hands constantly. Hey, I'm a dirty girl and I don't mind getting all dirtied up, but germs get to me. I'm overly aware of their presence so I kind of have this OCD washing my hands often kind of thing. It's not noticeable to others however, for it doesn't take away from my life and I don't externalize it. Most of it started when I worked at Savers. I know what goes on in that place and I very much know how essential it is to wash my hands. Later working in retail and dealing with money fueled this hand washing trend. All this and learning sign language has greatly reduced the amount of rings I wear and how often I wear them. I actually always have a bottle of hand sanitizer in my purse, although I don't use it often, it's usually for whenever I make visits to thrift stores. Needless to say, I never touch myself, my face, my eyes, when I'm shopping at thrift stores. I woke up from this dream with my hands just a short distance from my face in this position as if I didn't want them to touch anything. I was incredibly amused by this and realized it was just a dream and put my hands closer to my body.

The dreams from today...well they're quite long and complex so I don't actually feel like getting into it so much, just various details. The first included me shooting a man. Square in the head, just a tad to the side of his third eye. I was no professional shooter, no assassin, no ninja in this dream. This man had destroyed the lives of several innocent people within my community. I lived somewhere that I could not describe or name and although I was Caucasian, these people were not. They may have been from Latin to Asian descent. They had their own traditions and I was a part of this world. I cannot remember the extent of this man's actions, but he was involved in a death of a woman as well as getting horrific words tattooed to the foreheads to a large group of civilians...he was making an attack on the ethnic group of which he did not belong. If I remember and understand correctly, I mostly was avenging the death of the woman who was killed, and the tattoo on her face said "Insanity."

My brother was with me, we were scaling hills and running across neighborhoods to get to this man. I held the gun. The man I wanted to kill was with one other man, as I neared I kept cocking and pulling the gun but it would not shoot. I was a nervous wreck but I did know I was going to kill him...it was just a matter of doing it without being caught. Finally I aimed the gun at him in a sloppy fashion and it shot him between the eyes. I remember seeing a little bit of blood trickle from his face and then he fell directly to his side. Immediately my brother and I take off running. The man with him may have tried to chase us but we did get away. I remember being worried about getting home because all the routes brought me into view with someone that would get me in trouble or killed. Then, on a happy note, I realized I was able to live on my own in a place I was staying at for a short time. So my problem of location was solved as it was also thrilling to have a place of my own which reflects my mind state in real life. I remember a freeway drive just at dusk...the city had this rundown gloomy beauty.

After I woke up I repeated the phrase "I shot a man," just so I would remember the dream later. I went back to sleep and had another interesting dream which exact details are a bit fuzzy to me. I was in some sort of camp thing, I use the word 'camp' loosely as it was not typical or childish fun really but a group of people roughly around my age that all had to stay together in some other distant location. We did ride a bus to this place also. I was alone, I did not go with anyone I knew nor did I hang out with anyone. It very much seemed I wanted to be alone. But during the whole ride there was a guy who was constantly staring at me. Not only was that unnerving but he also had a girlfriend who he was sitting with. At some point when we arrive to our destination I see the same guy but talking to another guy who I know. This guy I actually know in real life, although it's been some time since I've seen or talked to him. He is a best friend of an ex boyfriend of mine from a couple years ago. It in this dream he was still friends with my ex. I am on good terms with this ex and if I see his friend, I'm talkative and all is well, but in this dream we didn't really talk at all. The two guys just kept staring at me.

As I'm trying to be left alone on this little trip, it doesn't work out as planned. The next thing I remember is being in some sort of large room in which we all sat on the floor in rows and columns to watch something [a film perhaps?]. The look and atmosphere of this place resembled another culture which partially makes me feel it blends in with the previous dream I had, but I can't be sure. I just know I had an understanding and respect for the traditions that were going on. The guy that had been staring at me manages to find a seat next to me. He tries talking to me...actually either before, after, or in conjunction with this I was on a bed somewhere and he was there talking to me. I just had the blanket wrapped around me even covering my face. I don't remember the specifics of what he said but all we were talking about was sex. He was very invasive of my space and kept asking me specific questions about me and sex.  It was making me uncomfortable. But back to what I remember about us sitting in the large room, he kept touching me, trying to put his arms around me and it was getting really awkward because so many people were around us. He kept talking about something, probably sexual, and I kept wanting to say he had a girlfriend but the words never came out. For whatever reason he got called away to do something as I tried to pull his grip off of me. I do remember at some point in whichever scenario with him he did say that him and his friend [my ex's friend] had made a deal that no matter what, they were going to get involved with me in anyway sexual as they could. The reason for this was because my ex's friend had apparently heard about the sex life and experiences between my ex and I. So the idea was that the sex was amazing and I was very experimental and these guys knew that and they were going to find a way to get it. Luckily I did wake up. The interesting thing is, although they made me incredibly uncomfortable, I wasn't actually scared of them, I knew I was strong enough to prevent it. Not necessarily physically strong, but mentally, my personality. This strong personality/aura pertains to my real life and there's much more I want to write about that on it's own, but I will separate that from this dream post.


The interesting thing about the shooting dream is that I've been shot in a handful of dreams as documented throughout this blog, but I don't recall ever shooting anyone like that. To the dreammoods interpretations!
To see a shooting in your dream, indicates that you have a set goal and know what to aim for in life. Your plans are right on target!
To dream that you shoot a person with a gun, denotes your aggressive feelings and hidden anger toward that particular person. If the person you shoot is a stranger, then it indicates that you are rejecting unknown aspects of yourself that you do not understand.
Although I wasn't necessarily forced to do anything, this is interesting:
To dream that you are being forced to do something, indicates negative feelings that are being pushed out of the unconscious. Feelings of hate, aggression or anger which you may have suppressed need to be addressed head on.
To dream of pressure, symbolizes stress and tension in your life. You are feeling overwhelmed, overworked, or overloaded. The dream may be telling you to take it easy. Relax.
There isn't much for other interpretations with the second dream because that reflects an aspect of my real life but not so much to that extreme.


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