About a week ago I had a dream that has been bugging me. I usually dont remember dreams as vividly like this. It started out with me driving north on I-57 toward Chicago to see a friend. Then I pull off and stop at a house...pull up behind the house in my truck.
The next thing I know there is a plane coming from my right and crashing into the north-bound side of traffic. Then another plane crashes in from my left on the south-bound side of traffic almost hitting my truck. I get out turn around and a milk truck pulls up and explodes and gets milk on me. I then leave, and then come back within a few minutes, everything is gone.

I asked my friend about it and she said that the milk truck can be something sexual and the plane crashes symbolizing a disaster. and after the milk-truck explodes, everything returns to normal.

I see it like this...I am on my way down my street to see a friend, i am intercepted by "Roy" (the individual who did unspeakable things to me). The plane crashes are symbolizing my abuse as it is occuring, then the milk truck explodes (an ejaculation) and everything is over and i am left in a state of confusion.

Left me know what you think, i would really appreciate your feedback...

Sound's real, your view of the dream.
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I like the way that you see it cause that's the way my therapist will always see my dreams! He listens then puts together a story with me and SA...cause that's the main thing on my mind! If I had killed my mother and had that on my mind, he would come up with something about me and my mother! Dreams are like gateways to your mind and the gate to your hell is standing wide open!!! Don't feel alone with these dreams from hell!

Eddie

It sounds as if your interpretation is correct since you came up with it but what was the FEELING in the dream?

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i cant really explain the feeling, mostly extreme fear...the reason that this has been bothering me is because i really dont remember the abuse, only bits and pieces. I see this dream as a beginning (I hope) to more memories that come back. I am ready to know, I need to know. I have put my life back together, and now that I have...I want to know what this person did to me.

Hey Scooter,

It's been a few years since I took my Sleep and Dreaming class in college. But I believe that a dream is your own brain's way of communicating with you. It's going to speak in language you can understand.

So I say that whatever you think is means, is what it means.

I'm in the same boat as you; I don't remember any of the details of. I only know that it happened. I wrote here a few months back, that I thought it was my dad that did it, but I really don't think that's true any more. I don't know if the doubts are because I always doubt myself, because that option is simply too unacceptable, or because I don't have enough real reason to think he did it. All of those reasons are valid.

Anyway, I hope that you guys are managing to find some hope and some love during this holiday season. Take care!

We're in this together.

Jeremy