Angry Crabs

Date of dream: Thursday, May 31, 2012

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No    

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I was digging through my closet and found a garbage bag full of large sea shells that I had kept in my closet for years (I don't really have any such collection), many of them conch type shells. I picked one up, and a large living crab fell out of it. It ran up and bit and tore at me with its claws. Suddenly more of these crabs were coming out of the shells in the garbage bag, and they were all after me. I couldn't hide from them. It occured to me that they had spent all of their time in there being filled with rage and plotting revenge with one another in case they ever escaped.

I tried to hide in my bed, in different rooms, but nothing worked. They would always find me and tear little niches in my clothes and skin. My jeans were full of little cuts from their claws. I had to start killing them. My weapon was a pencil. It was hard to kill them though, because doing it with a pencil was gruesome, and they were very expressive. Almost sympathy inducing. I looked at one of them closely and its expression of anger was cartoonish, with black eyebrow-like lines forming an angry \ / over its eyeballs. When I killed them, I tried not to look at their expression. It was very gross and difficult to kill them all, and they did a lot of damage to me and two pairs of my pants in the meantime.

I went to school, high school I guess, but in my old elementary school, and showed people the damage to me and my clothes. I ended up having to go to the clinic and stay in there because I was starting to have an allergic reaction to all the crab injuries, and because I was feeling very traumatized by the experience.  


 

Additional Comments:

I think there should be some sort of inspired-by-real-life scale on here. Because I have had pretty much no reason at all to think about crabs or shells lately that I can remember. 

  • Themes
  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Dramatic
  • Health
  • Nightmare
  • SciFi
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Home
  • Indoors
  • School
  • Characters
  • Creatures
  • Familiar
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Anxiety
  • Confusion
  • Fear/ Dread
  • Guilt/ Shame
  • Shock
  • Worry
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  • Physical
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  • Movement
  • Fighting
  • Problem Solving
  • Keywords
    school
    stabbing
    pinching crabs
    sea shells
    garbage bag
    clinic
    Add'l Emotions
    disgust

    Very relegated in the workplace

    Date of dream: Sunday, May 27, 2012

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I lost my job for some reason and was relegated to being some sort of medical assistant in the mental health field. I got so upset that I dug my nails into my wrists, cutting them so badly I had to get stitches. I remember apologizing to whoever I showed them to (my dad maybe?) as they bled uncontrollably. 

    I was forceably admitted for a couple of weeks to a mental health facility belonging to my own company, and wasn't allowed to work in mental health anymore.  

  • Themes
  • Dramatic
  • Failure
  • Health
  • Loss
  • Nightmare
  • Transition
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Distorted
  • Indoors
  • Unfamiliar
  • Work
  • Characters
  • Stranger
  • Familiar
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Anger
  • Anxiety
  • Confusion
  • Guilt/ Shame
  • Helpless
  • Numb
  • Sadness
  • Activities
  • Physical
  • Visual
  • Movement
  • Keywords
    wrist cutting
    job loss
    institutionalized

    Reality Dissolves a Little

    Date of dream: Sunday, May 13, 2012

    Level of Lucidity:     Level of Cohesiveness:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I was driving somewhere in Knoxville, when a guy I was involved with in the past in my hometown jumped in my back seat at a red light and put a knife to my throat. I could feel the coldness and pressure of the blade very clearly. He told me to drive him to where he could get some drugs. I did what he said. Later on, he did the same thing, but this time he had been hiding in my parked car waiting for me. 

    I went to the cops, and filed a report. Two days later, I told my boyfriend over the phone what had happened. I hadn't been in touch with him in days because I was out of town on business or something. In the conversation, I told him that I'd been raped by this guy as well, and believed that I had, although that didn't play out in the first part of my dream. 

    Jeff was of course very upset and wanted to know why I hadn't talked to him until now. I said it was because I was in shock and hadn't really left my house or talked to anyone except the cops. The more I thought about it afterwards though, the more vague the memories of it got, until it all seemed like a bad dream. I started to wonder if I'd really just dreamt that it had happened, or if it really had and I was dissociating from the trauma. Soon, I began to believe that it was a dream, and that I had accused an innocent person of things I'd only dreamt. I felt like I was going crazy.  

  • Themes
  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Dramatic
  • Drug Use
  • Nightmare
  • Relationships
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Automobile
  • Distorted
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Town/ City
  • Characters
  • Significant Other
  • Stranger
  • Familiar
  • Emotions
  • Confusion
  • Fear/ Dread
  • Guilt/ Shame
  • Helpless
  • Numb
  • Activities
  • Physical
  • Thinking
  • Movement
  • Problem Solving
  • Driving
  • Keywords
    accusation
    rape
    drugs
    knife
    confusion