Sunday, June 6, 2010

I Cannot Believe I Finally Had That Bad Dream.

Well I have been waiting for this and it finally happened. Believe it or not, in all of these years, I have dreamed about my ex-husband a lot. None of the dreams were good or bad. Just dreams he was in....usually having to do with mundane things. Well finally after all of these years I actually had a bad dream starring "him". I never thought that would happen since we haven't be married in like 18 years. The dream I had involved him hitting me and me trying to get away from him, waiting for the police to come. It was creepy, he was creepy. He was trying to talk me into being cool and not doing anything, of course. He was all charming, but scary charming, threatening, pretty much as I remember him. As most dreams go, I don't remember much. But I do remember a child that I was trying to protect. I am thinking that my therapist could really do a number on figuring out where this is coming from. I, myself, am going over this in my mind and trying to figure out why now after all this time am I having a bad dream about him. I think part of it may be because of some books I've been reading are violent and have to do with someone's past and the heroine being helpless at the time things happened but yet fighting back. 

  The part about the child...well I think that has to do with something that my youngest daughter told me. About a memory that she is trying to expand on. It is not about her father but it is bothering her because she can't remember. Of course I am concerned, yet at the same time I have always been really good about determining when someone has been sexually abused. I don't think this is the case, but I do think that it is the actual "not being able to remember" that is really making her crazy. I think that it is a scary memory for her because she had been left alone by her oldest brother in an area of town that she was not familiar with. She wasn't supposed to be alone, my son's girlfriend was supposedly next to the car when she was in the car, but she doesn't remember seeing her. But I told her that it was possible that she was sitting down behind the car and she conceded that it was possible. It was nighttime and she was scared because she woke up alone in the car and didn't know where she was, she had been sleeping. So now I need to get with my son and talk to him about it. I am not sure if he will even remember this as this was many years ago when he was heavy into drugs. Which is where he was when this happened, buying drugs. I am also afraid of how he will feel if something, god forbid, did happen to his sister. I had to think about this a lot last night and realized that I HAD to talk to him for her sake. I know my son and he will be so devastated if anything did in fact happen to her, he would never forgive himself. They are both really close even though they are many years apart. I realized that I can't pick the feelings of one child over another. I have to talk to him and find out what happened that night. She remembers some other things about it that are more troubling and that is what I REALLY need to know for her sake. I hope that there is a simple explanation for what she remembers. For both of their sakes.

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