What are bully dreams about?

I don't usually post anything but this dream stuck with me a lot so I'm sorry for my terrible grammar. (This post is long af)

Some background to my dream: it took place in a post apocalyptic world where 90% of the world is inhabitable (for unknown reasons) and the humanity is left with only 10%. Not that is mattered anyway, since most of the population died or disappeared. So all these humans left in the world decided to wall up themselves (probably influenced by attack on titan here lol). Anyway, the population right now was so small that there are at most 300 people in every generation so overpopulation isn't a problem.

My dream took place over several years. It started when I just got into school when I found out I have mysterious powers that caused me to be able to do different superhuman things in different parts of the school (I never got to test the power outside of school). But the thing is the whole school also knows about my powers and started to ostracize and bully me. I remember reasoning to myself that since it's the post apocalyptic world, I can't blame them for being scared of me having unusual powers. I also remember telling myself that it's already good enough that they don't want to murder me. So I just ignored everything and endured. For some reason, once you got into the school, you can't come out until you graduate and the school is like a small country itself. Anyway, the bully got worse like lighting my bed on fire when I'm sleeping, holding me under water to drown me for a bit, that after a few years, I just want some peace and quiet. Some alone time to read the few books left from the apocalypse.

But then I made a friend for a brief moment. I forgot the specifics of what we did, but I just remember him being a really good friend. One thing that stuck with me was that we'd hang out near a specific part of the wall that enclosed humanity, where you can climb up halfway before reaching a scaffolding that acts as a ceiling. We'd talk about how nice it would be if everyone left us alone and how great it is if we can explore the world. After a while, he suddenly disappeared. So I looked for him everywhere, whilst being chased by an angry mob cause they thought I killed him. I arrived at the wall as the last place, and climbed up to find him but he wasn't there and the angry mob is just below me (for some reason they didn't climb up with me). I continued to climb further up and found a small hole, embedded at the top of the wall, with just enough space to fit one person inside. I climbed into the hole and found all the books left behind in the world. I also found a gift left behind by my friend. It's a book that I told him about wanting to read (I forgot the name of the book , but it's something about being alone). And I had a feeling I knew that he found the place where no one would disturb us. And I also had a feeling about how to get there.

At this point, I'm sure most would know what I'm talking about from the title of this post. So I climbed out of the hole with the book, faced the crowd of angry mob, closed my eyes and jumped to my death. I felt a sense of weightlessness before I woke up.

So this is my dream. Sorry for the long post.

I-as a woman- was attempting to do sexual things for money. It was me and this girl, and two women were watching us.

I went to eat her out-her legs were covered almost down to her mid-thighs with scabs. Licking her clit, it turned into a swelling uncircumcised penis. She still had both parts it looked like, so hermaphroditism. When I pulled back the skin of the penis, a kid, about 1-2 ft tall *was the penis*

The kids foot was attached/was the base of the penis. I pulled back and apologized to the women watching, saying I just couldn’t do it. They said that was okay, and when I looked at one directly in the face it was a girl who bullied me in college.

Next thing I know, this penis/kid/ hemaphrodite is fucking one of the women. The kids still the penis.

Ok, so i saw a dream where me and my older sister we're walking on a street after going to the shop. A car stopped next to us and tried to kidnap both of us, there were people behind us and they all came to help and luckily nothing happened to us and he got away. Let's pause for a minute, the guy resembled a lot of people from my real life (bullies, annoyingasfuck teachers etc) so it's not like the guy had a "face". This is where a dream kind of splits you know? Something happens, you don't know what happened in the middle of it but the dream has a "jump-cut", i hope you know what i mean. So i was in a mountain-y area and saw the same car coming towards me and i started like fighting him or something?? So eventually it got to the point where i had to eliminate the guy or i wouldn't survive, but, i can't just kill someone? So i... buried him in a brick-wall kind of thing that was made out of stone. Because of dream logic, he kind of just WENT into the wall and i'm pretty sure he was alive at that point but suffocated in the wall. Later i went to check the place to get rid of the car, blood and saw that the place that i "burief" him onto had some red on the stones. That's when i basically knew "well fuck i hope no-one notices that" and i just... woke up. Is it normal? Am i a psychopath? What is going on.

It was really strange in that dream my insecurities popped up inferiorities i was bullied like in childhood went to a different more richer school and got good grades only to beat up another classmate who was making fun out of me and i got kicked out of that school then my parents were angry then all my emotions against them i had in waking life started flooding in the dream had so much emotion in it so vivid

I had to have some minutes to process what the fuck was going on after the dream something like an acid trip

A few years ago I was in fifth grade and leaving my school and thankfully my bully. Irl he has been bully me relentlessly for years, so irl I was glad I was leaving. In the dream it was the start of fifth grade, and in the dream I did fifth grade basically identicaly to how I actually did it with a few minor details skewed, like the names of my friends. They were the same people except with different names. In fifth grade irl I had a really hood friend who had smoked weed before, and in the dream he was the same. In the dream tho, about 3/4 of the way through the year, things started skewing from reality. Btw, time was the same in the dream, it literally felt like the better part of a year. Anyways, at that point in the school year, my hood friend had stolen a gun from his brother and I bought it off of him because he didn’t need it and I was interested in guns. It had a mag in it already. Another kind of skewed point in this dream was that after I bought the gun my bulbullyarted being even worse, and making me cry every night. He would cyberstalk me and just say horrible things. At the end of the school year in the dream, I had gotten an idea in my head to beat him up on the last day of school because I wouldn’t be coming back. In the dream, my mental state became so horrible and all I could think of is how bad the bulbully. On the last day of school, it was extra bad, and in a fit I packed the gun in my lunch box. At the end of the day I was shaking, and we did the whole end of the year routine, saying goodbye, and irl I used to love that but on this day in the dream I was in a fit of anticipation. I went to the school yard where we all played around after the year ended, and at some point, everyone had left the yard except my bully.bullylled to him, “hey you fucking asshole, suck on this” and he started walking towards me and insulting me as I pulled the gun out of my lunchbox. He stopped when he saw the gun and froze with wide eyes. He was trembling, and he said “bro...I...” and I was suddenly on my feet even though I didn’t remember standing up, and also I was pointing the gun at his face, and I was trembling and crying, and I had my one hand on it shaking like hell. My eyes were welled up w tears and I said “you! You... you! You never thought I would ever fight back!” And he was standing there shaking and there was a solid 15 seconds of me pointing it at him. I started screaming like crazy as I fired the first round into his chest. It hit him and he immediately went down squirming. I waked up to him and yelled again as I fired six more rounds into his neck and head. He stopped squirming and I quickly pocketed the gun. I felt so fucking amazing. I felt like a god, but then I felt so panicked and I had a mental breakdown where it got dark and all I could do was scream and have a fit. I recovered a few minutes later and still in a fit if panic grabbed the gun and blew my brains out, making me wake up. It felt so real, and it felt like the actual school year and it has been driving me crazy because what actually happened is that despite him being a lot bigger than me, I somehow managed to beat him within an inch of his life. The circumstances were the same as in the dream except without the gun. I remember what happened irl is that I was frantically checking for a pulse before leaving him basically bleeding out as I biked home.