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I sleep in a room with my sister and I have many sleepovers with my friends. I can clearly remember my dreams and most of them are really violent and have murder, blood, guts, gore and suicide in them. And I also talk in my sleep and have fights with people and sometimes punch out while I am dreaming. Is this normal?
My PTSD causes me to have alot of flashbacks in my dreams. Also, when I was younger, a certain family member drilled all sorts of satanic things into my head. I guess through the years its stayed with me, and intensified my dreams. I've had countless dreams of suicide, murder, ect...
The worse dream I had kept me feeling like I wasn't in reality for almost a week. I saw some people I used to know way back in the day, they invited me in for barbecue but the meat was moving and had a putrid smell. I walk down the side of the hill and the whole hill breaks off, like a mudslide, revealing countless dead corpse buried underneath. Most were rotted to the point of seeing their bones, and there were a few fresh ones scattered about as well. I remember the smell, the look and texture. A man dressed in black came running toward me after he knew that I had discovered what he had been doing, and that the people having the barbecue were grilling rotten pieces of flesh from these dead bodies. I tried to hide behind a tree, but he came to the tree and punched a hole in it, revealing a dead baby. He busted the back of its skull open, and smushed its little brain til it was a pudding textured goo, brown, green, blood streaked, with a puke inducing odor. He scooped it up in his hands, and slinged the brain goo all over me, going into my eyes and nose, and worse of all, my mouth. The taste was so horrible. I ran off, and saw two friends from school...they were in the middle of raping me when I woke up. After awake, of course I was screaming and crying out, and I was feeling the actual pain from being raped. I felt horrible pains streaking through my private parts, and it felt as if my uterus was ablaze. Needless to say, my dreams are so wicked and vivid, I keep myself up as long as I can til my body can no longer fight to stay awake, in hopes of not having dreams.
You're not alone in your bad dreams....Is it normal? Hell no. We need help.
Well, I guess I am not a normal person. You should see how much I cry. That cat was my life. It has been 6 months but the problem is she died on my b-day. Sad I know. Now that I think about it, maybe thats the source of the dreams.
I wouldn't really say that this is normal, but once when I was little I was sleeping in with my sister and I was having a dream we had a piano and she wouldn't let me go on it (weird, I know), and I ended up yelling at hitting her in my sleep. :s