A Reoccurance of a Disturbing Dream
You know, the more I try to break away from an emo journal, the more emo it becomes. I don't want to only write in my LJ whenever I'm in a negative mood, but that's what's happening. I had a very disturbing dream last night.
First off, there are two strange premises to get out of the way. First, the entire thing took place in my old high school. Second, this played out like a WB teenage drama.
The dream started with Dave and I eating lunch in the cafeteria. Dave wasn't feeling well, so I accompanied him to the nurse. Strangely, the nurse was my mother, even though she works at the middle school. I wasn't allowed to stay, so I had to go to class. I didn't want to go, but a teacher shooed me to class. I had a sinking feeling the entire time.
It was then that we switch to the WB drama aspect. The nurse had decided that Dave needed to go home, so she bought him a plane ticket. Unfortunately, it was recently discovered that he wouldn't survive. So they began to operate. Unfortunately, because of lack of funding, the school did not have a life-support device. It was then that the scene cut to some teachers talking about how sad it was that funding was cut so low that they had to sacrifice such a vital supply as a life-support machine. Cutting back to the operation, things were not going well, do to lack of a life support machine. It was mentioned that this was all related to Dave being sick 2 weeks ago. Just before the dream ended, Dave died.
I think the thing that bothers me most is the fact that I've had dreams similar to this before. It really bothers me that I have dreams of my boyfriend dying with any degree of regularity. I wonder if it's some inner fear of mine manifesting itself. All I know is that I don't want it to happen, in any incarnation.
First off, there are two strange premises to get out of the way. First, the entire thing took place in my old high school. Second, this played out like a WB teenage drama.
The dream started with Dave and I eating lunch in the cafeteria. Dave wasn't feeling well, so I accompanied him to the nurse. Strangely, the nurse was my mother, even though she works at the middle school. I wasn't allowed to stay, so I had to go to class. I didn't want to go, but a teacher shooed me to class. I had a sinking feeling the entire time.
It was then that we switch to the WB drama aspect. The nurse had decided that Dave needed to go home, so she bought him a plane ticket. Unfortunately, it was recently discovered that he wouldn't survive. So they began to operate. Unfortunately, because of lack of funding, the school did not have a life-support device. It was then that the scene cut to some teachers talking about how sad it was that funding was cut so low that they had to sacrifice such a vital supply as a life-support machine. Cutting back to the operation, things were not going well, do to lack of a life support machine. It was mentioned that this was all related to Dave being sick 2 weeks ago. Just before the dream ended, Dave died.
I think the thing that bothers me most is the fact that I've had dreams similar to this before. It really bothers me that I have dreams of my boyfriend dying with any degree of regularity. I wonder if it's some inner fear of mine manifesting itself. All I know is that I don't want it to happen, in any incarnation.