When I was pretty young I had a recurring nightmare that is still so vivid. I was probably 7-9 when this was happening regularly. It was so bad that I would wake up convinced there was a skunk on one side of me and a snake on the other side. If I was to move...well, you know...I would either get sprayed or bitten or both. I would lay as still as I could and try to move my eyes enough to see if they were still there. Sometimes this would go on for an hour.
If Freud were to analyze it, I think he would say that one represented my mother and the other my father.
These days I seldom remember dreams but when I do they are never pleasant ones.
If Freud were to analyze it, I think he would say that one represented my mother and the other my father.
These days I seldom remember dreams but when I do they are never pleasant ones.
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