TW: Sexual assault/rape
I’ve stopped writing down my nightmares. It became too hideous to watch the ugliest manifestations of my brain unfolding in my Notes app. I began to read too much into them, looking up every dream analysis I could find, trying to pick apart my brain like an uneven stitch. I thought maybe they weren’t nightmares. Maybe they were premonitions of what was to come. Or maybe, they were my deepest, darkest desires coming out to play in the dream realm. I tend to forget that my brain likes to lie and play tricks on me, a tiny goblin causing havoc.
But, right now, I want to share a small selection of the nightmares that still stick with me. Maybe somebody else feels the way I feel, like ‘wow did I really just dream something so fucked up and scary?’ A reminder for me and you before I get into it; there’s only few people who can control their dream state. The rest of us are just helplessly floating, unable to dictate how the storyline pans out. Give yourself a break.
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