For the first time in nine months (hope that's not a "sign") I have finally had a dream! Yeah, it was a doozy. I kicked the living snot out of wankboy. It wasn't actually the same guy, but it was still her om. It felt really, really good!<P>But she defended him the whole time, "why did you have to do that?" and such.<P>Perhaps this is just a way of exorcising some of the demons?<P>------------------<BR>Prayers & God Bless!<BR>Chris<BR>For relationship info check out <A HREF="http://www.pcisys.net/~chriscal1/resources.html" TARGET=_blank>www.pcisys.net/~chriscal1/resources.html</A>

Too bad you can't see how "wankboy" is feeling this morning... there are those who believe that sometimes dreams are out of body experiences! <P>

They say that sometimes in our dreams we act out things we want to do but can't in real life. The first dream I had was my H asking to come back. Weird. Huh? Sometimes I wish they could teel us our future, not some of my nightmares though. But I think it is was our subconscience releases our anxiety. After I found out I didn't have any dreams that I remember, I had just start to dream again, when all H*!! broke loose. I think I have had maybe three dreams since then usually about him. <P>------------------<BR>di<P>

Chris:<P>Weird... I never remember my dreams, but I had an OW dream last night. OK, she wasn’t actually IN it, but I told my W I was off to Shattered’s neck of the woods (what I used to refer to as “The friggin’ Yukon ), and actually got on the plane. Woke up, had to do a few things, went back to sleep, and the dream resumed. WE were there... my W and I, together. Walking through a really cute town (I had never been there myself) towards her house. And my W and I were <B>together</B> in this, which felt good.<P>This is where it gets weird. We stopped to rest, and I laid down a Diaper Bag that contained all of our money and airline tickets (no diapers). A Komodo Dragon walked out of an apartment building and ate the bag. I had to perform the Heimlich Maneuver on it to get our stuff back, and the bag was all slimey.<P>Thankfully, I woke up then. Sorry to intrude on your “dream” thread, but this was just too weird to pass up. Hopefully wankboy has some nice footprints on his back this morning. <BR><P>------------------<BR>Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die

Just made an appt with Steve H for Tuesday. Guess I'm feeling disillusioned with all this crap.<P>Do I want her back? How/why should I take her back? How could I NOT take her back? and so on...<P>------------------<BR>Prayers & God Bless!<BR>Chris<BR>For relationship info check out <A HREF="http://www.pcisys.net/~chriscal1/resources.html" TARGET=_blank>www.pcisys.net/~chriscal1/resources.html</A>

Sorry for intruding above, Chris... (still gonna leave it there though.. it was too weird! )<P>Good luck on Tuesday... you always seem to come out of your appointments with Steve so energized and up! <BR><P>------------------<BR>Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die

Talk about disturbing dreams. I had one not too long after the discovery -<P>I was digging a grave!<P>Not sure if it was mine, his, or the marriages.

Whodat,<P>What a dream! Don't worry about the "intrusion." This place is free, we can't b!tch too much about it.<P>------------------<BR>Prayers & God Bless!<BR>Chris<BR>For relationship info check out <A HREF="http://www.pcisys.net/~chriscal1/resources.html" TARGET=_blank>www.pcisys.net/~chriscal1/resources.html</A>

hi chris!! Yippeeeee, a dream! I would look at that as a sign of healing, moving forward. It took a long time for me to have a dream and remember even a little bit of one. <BR>Other good thing is the ability to dream means you are actually sleeping again? <BR>Hugs for the girls, cl<p>[This message has been edited by cl (edited November 12, 1999).]

I've been having nightmares--not every night, but I had two this week where I was pounding on my pillow and H woke me up as I was starting to cry in my sleep.<P>It's not the same nightmare, but the theme is the same. I'm dreaming that I keep asking people (different ones in each nightmare) to tell me the truth, and they're all lying, and snickering behind my back.<P>I assume that these nightmares reflect my growing frustration over feeling that my H is not telling me the whole truth--especially about Cafe Woman.

I had a horrible nightmare the other night about OW. I was homeless in the dream and my husband said I could stay with him for the night with my two daughters. The place we were staying was my own house and OW was living there with H. She took off the next morning and kept prancing around with a towel around her. Funny thing is I have no idea what she looks like. The nightmare ended with her and myself fighting over the mail that was addressed to resident. I woke up and cried for a while and finnily got to sleep.<P>I know how you feel. You don't know what to do anymore. My H says he is coming back after he finishes a project he is working on at her house. Why is this project more important than me? I guess I am lucky that he does want to come back, but sometimes it sure seems scary. <P>I wish you the best of luck!!