It happened again.
I feel empty.
And I am so mad at him and I don’t even know what to do.
C
The world around us disappears
I am posting this dream a day later, so I hope that I have not forgotten much of it. The dream was the first dream in a series that I have had and been able to remember so well.
It’s hard to pin point exactly how it started, but I was over by a close friend’s house on my bike and somehow I ended up inside. I heard someone coming and knew that I wasn’t supposed to be there, so I hid in this room that seemed more like a pantry stacked full of random items. My friend’s partner came in the room and found me. I felt like I was hiding like a scared mouse. I was confused as to why I was in their house, but he seemed less than surprised.
I stood near the door way talking to him. The topic of conversation escapes me but it was a calm and casual conversation. She sat behind me shaking her head ‘no’ as if she didn’t want me to say something, but there was nothing controversial being said. I came to and left from the house a few times. The house was debilitates and the best way that I can describe it is it was like a rundown drug house. The front room was made out of a school bus that was falling apart and had been painted white. There seemed to be way too many people living there and I found out that she was sleeping on a pull out couch with several other people, so I urged her to leave with me. She never seemed willing to leave.
The area seemed like a war zone, I had to stay alert as I rode my bike over to her house each time. Once I was passing her house as I heard the car approaching, it sputtered and broke down right out side the house and I was attempting to help him fix it.
In one of the times that I was coming or going, I starting talking to this girl, she introduced herself with the same name as my friend. I didn’t think much of it but later I told my friend and she gave me a concerned look and told me that this girl’s name was Ophelia and she has no idea why she would lie and tell me otherwise. She suggested that I stay away from her because she was bad news.
Throughout the dream, I was trying to convince my friend that she should leave with me and that she deserved better than this. She continuously refused, but I could see in her eyes that she wanted to go.
At some point in my dream, I had had my bike right there with me and the next thing I knew, it was missing. I searched for it frantically for a moment and then suddenly gave up and just walked off.
After I told someone about my dream and started to think about it more, more details came back to me. I looked up a few things and I was surprised as to what I found.
The name Ophelia is a Greek baby name. In Greek the meaning of the name Ophelia is: Help.
To dream that you are riding a bicycle signifies your desires to attain a balance in your life. You need to balance work and pleasure in order to succeed in your current undertakings. If you have difficulties riding the bicycle, then it suggests that you are experiencing anxieties about making it on your own. If you are riding a push bike, then it means that you want to move forward at your own pace and by your own power.
Shack
To see a shack in your dream represents your undeveloped self. You need to expand your Self. Alternatively, the dream may also be a pun on “shacking up”.
Car
To dream that your car won’t start indicates that you are feeling powerless in some situation.
To dream that you are hiding suggests that you are keeping some secret or withholding some information. You may not be facing up to a situation or dealing with some issue. However, you may be getting ready to reveal something and confess before somebody finds out. In particular, to dream that you are hiding from some authority figure (police, parent, teacher…), implies feelings of guilt.
To dream of a war signifies disorder and chaos in your waking life You are experiencing some internal conflict or emotional struggle which is tearing you up inside. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you are either being overly aggressive or that you are not being assertive enough. Perhaps you need to be prepared to put up a fight in some area of your life.
And some nights I’m scared you’ll forget me again
A few nights ago, I had a dream that I haven’t told anyone about. It was almost like if I just didn’t talk about it. It would just go away. Somehow that approach to things never works as well as it sounds. There is a song that hear on the radio and each time I do.. i think about the dream. This is where I must add some explanation.
From what I can remember, my dream started like a pretty standard night for me. I was pulling up to my mailbox to check the mail on the way home. This night was unlike most, because it was much colder than normal. I was wearing a heavy leather jacket and I could feel the cold on my face as I leaned over my passenger side seat, which for me is more like climbing, and reached for the mail. As I stuck my hand towards the back of the mail box to reach something that had been pushed all the way back of my mail box, I glanced up to see someone looking at me as he walked by. My immediate reaction was to ask if he needed a ride, as it was someone I recognized.. and I did. It was not something that I gave a second thought or even had a chance to consider what the next few minutes could be like. He hesitantly accepted the offer.
I pulled up a little in front of my mail boxes and he got in my car and pointed in the direction that he was going. I nodded and turned the radio back up slightly. It felt like forever and I was burning up in my jacket. The drive felt pretty real as I acted as if I was following his directions.. but I knew exactly where he lived. I never said a word, tried my hardest to keep a straight face as I drove. Most of the time I used the cold and the exaggeration of how cold it was to mask my facial expressions. I wasn’t sure what he would see, but I knew that it would be something.
This was fresh on my mind today as I drove to the store to get dinner. The Sublime song came on again and I just drifted off into thinking about that dream, my thoughts and how I felt. My heart races, I was so nervous, and of what. There were moments when I thought that this is how people get murdered.. Then I realized that he probably had no clue at all. What surprised me the most – is that the emotions that I was trying so hard to hide were shame and guilt. What would have I said if I would have said something? As I pulled up to the store, I thought about a lot of things.
When I went inside… I could have sworn that I saw her. There in line – checking out. My heart stopped and I froze. I was never quite sure but I walked away… What would I say to her?
I have felt like crying for weeks. This isn’t helping any. In a few weeks I will be turning 31 and I have never felt older. My youngest brother would be turning 26 this year. He hasn’t even been gone but a few months and everything has started to fall apart. I often wonder what he would think if he could see us right now.. He would say.. ‘Damn, they really did care about me.’ It all has made me sick.
and for the song that wouldn’t stay out of my dreams and keeps taking me back to them…
In watching both videos, I am quite sure that I did not mention how the dream ended. I pulled up to her house, parked where I normally would and glanced at him as he thanked me. I was just trying my best at this point at hiding my feelings of despair, defeat and some things that I’m just not used to. I drove away, trying not to cry, as I had many times before.
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I Wish That I Had Charlie’s Girl
Today as I was driving home from work, I felt emotionally weak as I replaced Jesse’s name with Charlie in my head without intention.
I started feeling guilty and sad at the same time. Why do I have to love someone that is so taken.. and how will I ever know if she is happy or not.
The realization that I would rather live a life of solitude to ensure that the people that I love are truly happy, is not a foreign concept to me.
There is a lady that I would do anything for and I just want her to know that. No one would believe that I have no so much as kissed her since sometime in 2013 probably about mid October. The moments will last forever in my heart but I have since lost the date because the time frame no longer matters. There is no question, we have the most complex relationship that I have had with someone that is not related to me. That sounds weird as I type it, but it is not hard to tell I do not mean sexual relationship. I just wanted to broaden it to encompass every aspect of my life. There are so many reference points but its almost hard to keep them in order.
My thoughts have gotten so complicated on the matter. Things like the nine inch nails concert and the day she broke up with me play over and over in my head. Sometimes I can’t stop thinking about things that happened before I even met her, those are usually about him and so long ago. I’ve never thought so much or been so distracted by anyone. I honestly feel like she affects me in the most positive ways but I constantly worry that I negativity affect her life. The last thing I want to be is selfish but I also don’t want to be so passive that I see right past the truth.
You said that you could let it go
Oh tonight is rough and this song has always gotten to me pretty well.
Despite everything falling to pieces around me as I tried to solve the puzzle.. she makes me feel incredibly special. The verse by Kimbra really affects me deeply because.. I wasn’t the best girlfriend with T. I had a lot of anxiety problems and freaked out often at things like her staying out late with guys. Maybe if she actually listened to me like M listens to him, I wouldn’t be single at this time.
It hurts because I blame myself for that. For most things really. Now I just want to calm the hell down so that I can hang out with my favorite people without making their boyfriends mad or sad or whatever boyfriends do. I don’t know much about those things.
Sexuality is a strange thing
I read an interesting article today, unrelated to direct subjects, the reference and reaction of her ‘feminist husband’ is refreshing.
I Waited Until My Wedding Night To Lose My Virginity And I Wish I
I try to be as open with her as possible. Actually, I pretty much tell her everything that I can. Still trying to figure out what I think about him. Why I even think about him. I suppose it’s because I am constantly reminded of him in her moments of extended silence.
Today I wrote her a deep email. I told her about a recent, shocking dream, even though I couldn’t even get my description written out. I mentioned December 17th to her. Now I realize that remembering specific dates probably isn’t normal. It’s a feared date or whatever ya call it. Not a happy one. It is the day I realized what the internet could do. It won. I lost.
I also liked this article:
10 Ways Introverts Interact Differently With The World
I’d hang out with both of them, if that’s what it took. I would be as open-minded as possible hoping that he would be as sensitive as possible. I have no reason to think that he wouldn’t. I still hate his friends though.
It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
Why do I even care if T told me happy birthday before she did… She surprised me last year and I’m still holding my breathe.. and fighting my urge for pizza… and failing. I wonder if I piss her off… or could she find it romantic too? I’ve never feel like this before.
I want to learn how to make videos like this:
I wouldn’t dare tell anyone else that I downloaded Premiere… and stared at it for a minute. It was almost as overwhelming. How did this happen?
It amazes me – how the mind works. How do is it that over 10 years after I graduated, I start thinking about how he was moved into my algebra I class half way through the year in 7th grade with a bunch of other guys. Our class was all female before that. That was the first time he interrupted my energy.. They sat in the back at this long table. Why do I think about these things?
Internal battles are something else. I try to stay away from lifehouse, since, you know, I don’t want to get beat up – but it’s pretty much how I feel today. The only thing that I want to do is spend time with her.