I rarely remember my dreams. When I do it’s for one of two reasons:
- It’s a self-crafted fantasy so beyond wonderful that I don’t want it to end.
- A simple dream transforms into a horrible nightmare that I want to shake myself out of as soon as possible.
Last night’s dream fell within the parameters of number two. I opened my eyes, heart pounding, head throbbing and mind consumed with thoughts that my conscious self would find preposterous – but we don’t control our dreams. Every night, I expose myself to any sweet memory or insane delusion my mind decides to cook up.
Our body is quick to identify a nightmare, but our mind struggles to shake it. No matter how ridiculous the dream, you still wake up in a cold sweat wondering what prompted it. When you’re experiencing a nightmare where the love of your life has betrayed you, it’s hard to shake the feeling when you wake up. My relationship is less than six months old, but in that time we’ve created a strong, trust-filled bond.
Even the strongest bond can break when a crazy delusion tests its strength. I’m not saying I believe my boyfriend would ever cheat on me because that’s not who he is, but it makes you wonder. Why would I have a dream like this? What sparks dreams? Everyone has their own opinion, but there’s one commonality – dreams are beyond our control. Did I have this dream because of trust issues in past relationships? Do I secretly worry that he’ll find someone better and not have the guts to tell me? Of course not, which is why it’s best to drop it. I hope I sleep more soundly tonight.