I stood up to my stepfather last night

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So I stood up to my stepfather last night.

Okay it was just a dream, but still . . .

I dreamed I walked back to the house we had in Calgary, and found him there picking on my younger self.

So I got between them, and told my stepfather if he wanted to pick on someone, he could try me, as I was his size.

He ran away, leaving me behind, calling him a coward.

Then I woke up.

I honestly am not sure how to feel about this dream, but I think its a hopeful sign.

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Healing Dream

I think that any good counselor would say that it is your brain's way of healing from the past.
Blessings.
Gwen

I >Like< it!

Feels really, really good :)

I've mentioned before, that dreams are often some bit of our awareness 'tuning in' to our brain's "housekeeping", of organizing the recent (and sometimes distant) events, so that we don't need "double size" brains to store everything. (And our Ladies' pelvises could not survive that ...)

This feels more like a "future dream" (no, not precog), rehearsing and/or giving yourself 'permission' to stand up for yourself.

Maybe not your Stepfather, but 'next time', a "general somebody" where they have not treated you right, or you need to clarify what you need/want ... and you not just "rolling over", and then slinking away without getting what you need.

Undeniably good!

Emma Anne Tate's picture

Any dream where you stand up against bullying and the bully runs away is a damned good dream in my book!

Hugs,

Emma

Every now and then...

Andrea Lena's picture

As my therapist has encouraged, I reach into the past to remind my younger self that it was NEVER my fault. Because, as you well know; we as survivors frequently are beset with unmerited guilt and shame.

My eight-year-old self often needs to recall she was a defenseless kid. The last words my sister said to me were conveyed by her best friend via a note written just before she died. "Tell ****** it wasn't his fault. He did what he could." Little Dottie might need to hear that as well. <3

  

To be alive is to be vulnerable. Madeleine L'Engle
Love, Andrea Lena