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Last night I had a dream.
Teri, Sebastian and I were in the city, in a crowded public area. Somehow Sebastian got away from us. We searched and searced, but couldn't find him. Finally the police got involved as well.
Finally I found him. His hand, that is. It had been cut off and sealed in a zip-lock baggie. I found it stuck inside the sleeve of an empty coat.
Moments later they found his body. He was dead.
My dreams are incredibly realistic. I can still remember the feel of the little hand inside the baggie. The little fingers felt like baby carrots. Holding the baggie, seeing the body, I asked myself "Why isn't this bothering me?"
"Because this can't be real," I replied, and then - there's no other way to describe it - I forced myself to wake up. It was 5 AM, fifty minutes before the alarm clock was going to go off. I wasn't even upset - I'd known from the first that the experience couldn't be real.
I wouldn't allow it to be.
That's the first time I've had a dream quite like that. Apparently Teri has them all the time, although in hers, he's usually kidnapped. I don't think she has ever found him dead.
Teri, Sebastian and I were in the city, in a crowded public area. Somehow Sebastian got away from us. We searched and searced, but couldn't find him. Finally the police got involved as well.
Finally I found him. His hand, that is. It had been cut off and sealed in a zip-lock baggie. I found it stuck inside the sleeve of an empty coat.
Moments later they found his body. He was dead.
My dreams are incredibly realistic. I can still remember the feel of the little hand inside the baggie. The little fingers felt like baby carrots. Holding the baggie, seeing the body, I asked myself "Why isn't this bothering me?"
"Because this can't be real," I replied, and then - there's no other way to describe it - I forced myself to wake up. It was 5 AM, fifty minutes before the alarm clock was going to go off. I wasn't even upset - I'd known from the first that the experience couldn't be real.
I wouldn't allow it to be.
That's the first time I've had a dream quite like that. Apparently Teri has them all the time, although in hers, he's usually kidnapped. I don't think she has ever found him dead.
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It's certainly normal to have Fear Dreams, but that's a pretty extreme one. Maybe that's semi-normal for parents?
I don't think I'd handle it that well; when I'm disturbed by a dream, even if the circumstances in the dream are absurd, it takes a bit for me to get over it enough to function.