Bad Dreams Make for a Fearful Life I had a nightmare the other night. A knock was at the door, I went to open it, forgetting that my husband and I had discussed checking the peephole to make sure it was safe to open the door. My husband met me at the door, trying to check the peephole before I opened the door, but he was too late. I had just barely turned the handle when the door was forced open, and this big man punched my husband in the face, knocking him back on the floor. He then grabbed me, and slung me over his shoulder, even though I was 6 weeks away from my due date. (I'm not pregnant, but in my dream I was.) He told my husband he was going to do things to me that my husband wouldn't like. I was naked, and he caressed my left breast, and it was horrible. I was afraid to fight, because I was afraid of hurting my baby. I was so terrified I woke myself up at this point. Now, it keeps coming to mind during my day. I worry when the door is propped open. I check the peephole. As I get older, I get more afraid. I can't go on roller coasters anymore due to dreams about the car coming off the track, and then I am suspended up so high, and I know I have to come down. I have also had dreams in which I was riding in an elevator that goes through the roof, and now I again know that I will have to come down, but I'm so high! Fear. So much fear. |