What are abusing dreams about?

**I am a 33 year old black male living in Brooklyn. Dedicating all of my resources and time to building the business I'm building now. Sales is hard and has been extremely brutal but I think I have had some luck.**

**Yesterday I had some luck. I have a few clients attracted to me and what I am offering.**

**I had a client reach out to me yesterday saying that they would need my service for another role that they would want filled very soon. I am supposed to be setting an appointment with him next week.**

**The last two days my GERD/Acid Reflux has gotten even worse and now I am considering going to a doctor to get it checked out. It was enough to have me worried.**

**I am back on the Omerprazole.**

I dreamed last night that I had been brought into this school area to be a hero of some sort.

I remember the area having a lot of school buses.

I ended up abusing the power I was given and giving out severe punishment to small time offenders. The was one woman I remember that tried running from me and I ended up kicking her in the head.

She was small and frail. She had on a white shirt with a short black haircut.

I realized that I might have gone too far and attempted to resuscitate her in panic that I might have taken her life.

I think she ended up being alright.

There was also someone else I ended up injuring as well but I don’t know if they turned out alright or not and I began to worry that they may not be.

I tried to gain access back into the school facility but there was a fence put up there between me and it.

On the other side of the fence I was talking to this woman who had feelings for me. She seemed disappointed in what I had become.

I could tell that she was angry with me.

She told me that in the beginning I came here not knowing who I was and now I have learned, through these horrid actions exactly who I am now.

I then began to speak in a British accent: “There has to be some path for me towards redemption.”

Although she didn’t say it, she gave me the sense that by even bothering to come over and speak to me that she might have a forgiving aspect to her.

As soon as I said this statement to her then she appeared in a magazine spread

Then the same woman appeared before my eyes on the cover of a magazine spread modeling some clothes and jewelry.

It was a very disturbing an elaborate dream involving politics blackmail and pedophilia.

There is this very powerful right wing politician R that bullies opposition around and is sadly very very popular. His party hold power in the equivalent of senate and the house and majority of state parliaments as well. I personally hate the politics and demeanor of R.

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In my dream I saw R holding a gigantic press-conference/political rally with audience in thousands. It was like he was on a stage down in a valley and the audience was in mountains around it. Was like a football stadium kinda view but valley and mountains. Its evening and dark. R walks onto the stage with a kid and says the kid has something to reveal. R starts talking about another politician N. N is a decently well known opposition politician. I don't love N but don't dislike him either. Seems respectable to be holding fort again R and his party. N belongs to one of the few opposition held states.

Now R and the kid starts narrating how the kid was kidnapped and disappeared in and around a guest house/resort which is in the political constituency of N. The kid was thought dead but was very much alive and a captive. The kid was repeatedly abused and assaulted and raped by N and his powerful friends. To the point where the kid almost felt hopeless and started accepting his fate.

Then R starts saying saying he has video evidence. He doesn't want to show the video evidence because of its graphic nature but has made an animation of it for public screening. He plays the animation. It was extremely graphic and bloody. The black and white (sometimes colored) animation had scenes from a very narrow walled space with a flickering clay lamp with oil and cotton wick at the far end, then the kid facing the lamp and the politician N. The place was so narrow it seemed once you get in you cannot turn easily and have to back out. The floor was bloody and the kid was in pain.

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It was horrible. I woke up extremely disturbed.

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Clarification: The politicians are real but not US politicians or of any large country.

I barely remember this dream since it was yesterday but I'll do my best. Also it's sorta violent

I was a normal kid that lived with a sterotypical mean uncle and for some reason whenever I looked in a certain small mirror I had, there was this blonde girl about my age that I've never seen before (in the dream and irl) and she would talk to me about stuff, it was the wierdest thing ever. I tried asking her who she was and why she was in a mirror but she always changed the subject.

Eventually high school came around and in my class was the girl! In the flesh! (Still in the dream)

Turns out she had moved from somewhere and was moving right next to me. I tried to act like I had never seen her before, and she was sorta acting wierd as well. When we were alone at the end of the day I decided to show her the mirror, and she was sorta freaked out, but then she showed her own mirror with me inside of it.

When the two mirror people saw each other they freaked out and cracked.

We were both shocked because both of our lifelong mirror friends had both heckin died.

However behind the broken mirror glass, there was a little slip of paper for both of us, we put it together and there was a house address. We traded phone numbers, agreed to meet up to go to the address and went home.

Uncle was hella mad that I got home late. And turns out that the girl had a mean Aunt as well. (Big sad)

Unfortunately I don't remember a big chunk.

I was sneaking over to the girl's house to help her escape from the mean aunt, I was almost there when uncle saw me and rushed over. He was probably about to whallop me when he saw the mean aunt through a window and let me go.

Uncle: That god**mn b**ch had another child, I thought I divorced that piece of sh*t.

We sneaked in together, uncle probably wanted to beat the shit out of his divorced wife's sister.

The aunt came down from the second floor and threw the girl at me, (yikes) she landed on a couch tho.

I grabbed a vase and smashed it on the ground for some goddamn stupid reason. I remember thinking, this worked before so it'll work again.

I guess the broken vase made a sharp minefield of a sort so i grabbed the girl and got the hell outta there.

We probably went to the police because the next part of the dream I remember is the mean aunt and uncle getting convicted of child abuse.

At the end, I was grinning from ear to ear, and i started to giggle a bit, and i did a sarcastic salute at them "see ya"

I smiled at the girl and started to laugh and cry out of joy, she smiled back and I did a massive jump for joy and punched the air. Time froze like a movie and a black circle closed in on us like the end if a buggs bunny cartoon.

THE END

Credits rolled and for some reason I was the one credited with all the parts of it, even the actors.

In the end I never was able to go to the address in the dream, I don't even remember it irl. Why the hell were there miniature versions of ourselfs in mirrors? What the heck was going on????

I don't recall the entire dream, but there was one thing from that dream that was engraved into my brain.

In the last few moments, I was abusing one of my dogs to the point of death.

As an animal lover myself, I WOULD NEVER DO THAT. This is something FAR from my state of mind that night. Is there any reason I would dream about something so... horrid and wrong?

**Here is a big trigger warning for sexual abuse, blackmail and rape - if you are uncomfortable with that, don't read this post.**

I don't remember this dream that well, but what I do remember is pretty specific and disturbing.

One of the first things I remember is being naked on the floor of some house I don't know, I am not tied up but for some reason I can't get up - like something invisible is holding me down. Then there's a hand in my hair and someone is forcing me to suck his dick and I am crying.

Next thing I remember is standing up in an hallway, I am completely naked and covered in cuts and bruises and there's rope around my feet, my hands and my neck. I am leaning on the wall because I am barely standing up. The same man who forced me to suck his dick is taking pictures and holding the rope around my neck like a leash. He tells me I am disgusting and that he will share the pictures if I try to escape - so I better do what he says.

Last thing I remember is him being way too close to me and pinning me against a wall. He starts rubbing my genitals through my undwear and is licking my face. I tell him I need to use the bathroom and he tells me that I can go but I can't wipe afterwards. I was probably forced to lick my dirty undewear afterwards - but I am not sure that actually happened.

That's it, that's the dream. I don't know what it means.