Ok so I haven't had many dreams lately, mostly because I sleep from like 3am-8am, but last night I had about 4 or 5 really bizarre dreams. I only remember details here and there, but I'll share one that is quite possibly one of the most disturbing dreams I've ever had.
So I walk into a room with an elderly white lady sitting in a chair (I don't remember if I walked in, or if I was already there, but that's not really important), and she threatened to kill herself by slitting her throat. I don't remember ever having the chance to prevent her from committing the act, but the next thing I remember is that she has a large slit in her throat, but with no blood coming out. I asked her what happened, and she said that she had slit her wrist earlier, so there probably wasn't any blood left to spill out. I inspected her wrist, and sure enough, there was a large gash, similar to the one her throat, but in both cases, there was no blood. Everyone in the dream just went about their business--I was in a retirement home of some sort, because there were old ladies playing cards and such. The suicidal lady--who's name I can't recall now, if I an fact ever knew it at all--went about her day as well, playing cards with the other retirement home tenants. The whole time I kept thinking/saying we need to get this woman to a hospital, but no one else seemed to have any concern, so eventually I gave up and went about my day.
That's all I remember. The vividness of those slits on her throat and wrist are so haunting though. Where do such images/thoughts even originate? Maybe next time I'll try to turn on/off the lights (watch "Waking Life" for the reference).
So I walk into a room with an elderly white lady sitting in a chair (I don't remember if I walked in, or if I was already there, but that's not really important), and she threatened to kill herself by slitting her throat. I don't remember ever having the chance to prevent her from committing the act, but the next thing I remember is that she has a large slit in her throat, but with no blood coming out. I asked her what happened, and she said that she had slit her wrist earlier, so there probably wasn't any blood left to spill out. I inspected her wrist, and sure enough, there was a large gash, similar to the one her throat, but in both cases, there was no blood. Everyone in the dream just went about their business--I was in a retirement home of some sort, because there were old ladies playing cards and such. The suicidal lady--who's name I can't recall now, if I an fact ever knew it at all--went about her day as well, playing cards with the other retirement home tenants. The whole time I kept thinking/saying we need to get this woman to a hospital, but no one else seemed to have any concern, so eventually I gave up and went about my day.
That's all I remember. The vividness of those slits on her throat and wrist are so haunting though. Where do such images/thoughts even originate? Maybe next time I'll try to turn on/off the lights (watch "Waking Life" for the reference).
