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Feb. 28th, 2025 06:04 amI had a dream that is different from any I've ever had.
I followed my dad into a room that looked just like my parent's current bedroom. He asked what I was doing and I pointed at the toilet sitting against the wall and said I needed to pee (normally, if I use the bathroom in a dream it means I need to get up and go but not this time), despite there being a full bathroom just steps from where I was standing.
Then, somehow, my hair got wet and a bath had been drawn. A young woman (late teens early twenties) comes in and says something about not wanting to bathe with me (I got the feeling she was my daughter but not like my real life daughter, if that makes sense).
Then we were dressed in swim caps with little plastic flowers all over them (like the ones from the 40s or 50s) and were wearing suits that fit the same decades.
Then we were outside at this resort type of place at night with a bunch of other people. I really wanted to jump into the pool but didn't because there were people sitting around the edges and I didn't want to splash them.
Then we followed some people into a kitchen area because it was time to fix dinner. Something was said and one of the people I was with began to have a panic attack or maybe a flashback. This entitled girl made a rude comment about it, something along the lines of he couldn't possibly have PTSD because he's never been to war. I said, 'actually they all have', pointing at the three men with me. 'WWII actually'. The three men with me were The Three Stooges.
That's when I woke up and I am so confused. Like, why was I with The Three Stooges?
I can't seem to get my blood pressure and my glucose low at the same time.
I followed my dad into a room that looked just like my parent's current bedroom. He asked what I was doing and I pointed at the toilet sitting against the wall and said I needed to pee (normally, if I use the bathroom in a dream it means I need to get up and go but not this time), despite there being a full bathroom just steps from where I was standing.
Then, somehow, my hair got wet and a bath had been drawn. A young woman (late teens early twenties) comes in and says something about not wanting to bathe with me (I got the feeling she was my daughter but not like my real life daughter, if that makes sense).
Then we were dressed in swim caps with little plastic flowers all over them (like the ones from the 40s or 50s) and were wearing suits that fit the same decades.
Then we were outside at this resort type of place at night with a bunch of other people. I really wanted to jump into the pool but didn't because there were people sitting around the edges and I didn't want to splash them.
Then we followed some people into a kitchen area because it was time to fix dinner. Something was said and one of the people I was with began to have a panic attack or maybe a flashback. This entitled girl made a rude comment about it, something along the lines of he couldn't possibly have PTSD because he's never been to war. I said, 'actually they all have', pointing at the three men with me. 'WWII actually'. The three men with me were The Three Stooges.
That's when I woke up and I am so confused. Like, why was I with The Three Stooges?
I can't seem to get my blood pressure and my glucose low at the same time.
