What are infesting dreams about?

And it was strangely erotic yet horrifying. Just feel like sharing. Lil bit of backstory, my ex-girlfriend whom Ive realised I still love has been playing games with me recently (unconsciously or not, saying she also has feelings for me still, coming off hot and cold, playing with my emotions), but I'm having trouble letting her go as she's a really beautiful person otherwise.

Anyway, in the dream she was offering me sex and trying to kiss me but I kept saying it's not the time for it. I gave her a single kiss, I smiled at her and she smiled back but her smile grew into that of a lunatic, as I was looking into her face I saw her eyes grow less and less sane. Was strangely disturbing and sad. I can already see what my brain is telling me but I just thought it was interesting how our subconscious does this sorta shit; the dream then led into me thinking that my house was infested with some weird grub things, woke up itchy ahahah. If you took the time to read this cheers!

So... my father, sister and I were standing at the edge of a desert patch, across from a shopping center that exist in waking life, not far from our real life home. I saw a big, round looking pig in the desert, I didn't think it was real, but like a prop or something, and we went out to examine it.

I had no shoes for some reason and there were a lot of snakes, but I didn't get injured or anything, although it wasn't comfortable.

We got to the pig, and it was massive (although in the dream I was also younger than I am now), and apparently hollow. It had no legs, only circular holes were it's four legs and arms(?) would be, and it's either were either closed or also missing.

It was also a real, obviously very dead pig. It's corpse was infested with flies to the point of being black and glittering inside.

My sister who seemed different than my IRL sister wanted to cut it open (silly enough, with a sword she suddenly had lol) but I said that would be a terrible idea and had a bunch of thoughts comparing it to a city for the flies, a building for them, and I said \*something\* along those lines.

The dream promptly ended and shifted into something unrelated in pretty much right next to this area.

Anyway I'm not sure how much I needed to describe but like... I don't know, I keep thinking about that pig and it's bothering me. It wasn't necessarily a nightmare because I was having a good time with my family as a kid again, but that pig, I don't know what it was and it left me with a really uneasy, ominous feeling. Not exactly normal creepiness but something bigger.

I had a dream that I was walking around at night, and some bees followed me home. They were in my room, and I couldn't sleep because I was afraid of getting stung. I ended up fleeing to the guest room, but when I woke up the bees had infested the house. I was also running late for school, and I had to keep running back into the bee-infested house to get things I had forgotten.

Last night I had a dream that I was back at my parents house. It was night time, everything around me looked dark and blue. I had entered my old room and dropped food on the floor and stuff got on the wall as well, I believe it was syrup or some sort of sticky food. I cleaned up as best as I could and left the room. Later on I returned to the room and there were ants all over where I had previously dropped the food, I killed all of them and left. I returned once again and now there were ants on the wall eating food stuck on the wall, I killed them and cleaned up and left. When I returned the last time there were long, big, fat and yellowish larvae on the wall and they were eating the ants and the food. At first I was puzzled and didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know where they came from. I thought I had a bug infested room, then I realized that the larvae were basically cleaning up my room for me. More ants started coming and the larvae just ate them all. After a while, the room was clean and no more ants or food were seen anywhere, just the larvae sitting on the wall. They weren’t moving or anything, just sitting there very still. A friend of mine in the dream got one of the larvae, and was teasing it on how fat it was and put a tiny sweater on it for some odd reason, then later asked me if we should sell them since they were eaten in oriental cultures. I initially agreed but later changed my mind since they helped clean everything.

What could this weird dream mean?

Last night my dream was incredibly vivid. I was in some sort of singing competition- it was fierce. I’m a former pro singer - but I have had surgery leaving me with only one working vocal cord and an insignificant voice. My top kept falling down during the performance. It was embarrassing but I went in with the show. Then it turns into me opening the desk drawer in what felt like my Dad’s office, but I’m the one with the customer (I’ve been desperately building an insurance business with this company) and all I see when I open the drawers of this gorgeous desk are business cards with my dad’s name on them and stickers with my mom’s name and logos of the biz with the rest of my family but not for me. It kills the sale and so I am left with nothing to provide the potential customer. Then suddenly I am carrying my purse. I recently dropped my lifeline- my computer- it fell upside down on the floor and the screen broke internally. My car’s transmission went out, so I have no vehicle, to say times are tough is an understatement. So, in my dream I have my iPad Pro ( my second real-life lifeline) and cell in this large purse on my shoulder. Somehow I am on a boat in the ocean. I don’t know the people I am with, I’m not scared - but I stupidly get my bag wet- and quickly try to get the iPad out in time - but it’s too late. It is broken- I rescue my iPhone. So now, I’m down to a phone. Then, I realize, while I was busy F-ing with that, I miss the correct boat to leave the big boat to go ashore. I’m somehow in the far away island that is populated with tourists- there is a dock and all along the dock are people eating and looking into the pristine water filled with sharks. All kinds of sharks. I am in the water- coming into shore with the waves- body surfing in- begging anyone in a small boat to get me out of the water Bc there’s no real shore- only that large dock- and the sharks gather there because people have fed them. Finally someone grabs my arm just in time and I am on the dock. I think maybe my ex is there in the Marshall Islands. He would be the only person Theo would be there I’d know. I pray. He is there- but I can’t catch up to him- and even if I could- I think to myself - he won’t want me. So, I find a nice young fisherman. Kind of a hippy- I have to get back home. I’m seeing Bull sharks, hammer heads, nurse sharks, worst of all, white tips and black tips. I cannot fathom how I’ll fight this situation with no resources or contacts but I just forge on. The young fisherman puts me in touch with other boatmen heading towards my home- but they keep feeding these huge sharks claiming that if I jump in the water quickly the sharks won’t attack me while I swim aboard their vessel. But they are basically chumming the water and asking me to jump in the middle. I find another way. The back way. But for a while - the situation seems desperate. Then a man helps me cross a platform that is still in the water and very close to the sharks but much safer than being fully submerged into the water. The captain thinks this is truly funny and I am crossing and the guy is helping me cross onto the vessel and I wake up. I have been bothered and very depressed all day. What does it mean?