Nightmares and clothes

I believe dreams are a way my mind or body tries to give me a hint to living a happier life, or being a better person. So I take extra care in trying to remember my dreams. Since I was young I rarely get happy dreams, they weren't scary either... mostly confusing. I didn't know what was going on, why, where we are going, or where we came from.

Then when I get to my early teens, I started dreaming about all my teeth falling off... Later someone told me that's a sign of stress and actually many people have similar dreams too. It's a relief to know I'm not alone, but that was also a bummer to realize I was stressed out.

The stressful dreams continue, when I was in high school I dream about people chasing me, and worse? I can only run in slow motion. I even jumped off a cliff once so they won't catch me, only to find out I fell gradually in slow motion. I had an army chasing me, psycho killers, aliens, zombies, zombies from another planet, that would make them alien zombies?

Then one day, when I was being chased again, two really weird people helped me hide in their pub and killed the people who were chasing me. I know it sounds violent but I was so happy when I woke up, first time I didn't wake up in panic from a dream being chased.

Gradually the chasing dreams stopped and they became zombie dreams... the recurring characteristics being I'm in a secure location, but these zombies from outside keep sticking their arms in and try to grab me... I know it sounds scary but honestly I wasn't scared. The real changing point, and the reason I'm writing this post is I started fighting the zombies two weeks ago! Knowing that I'm finally in control of my nightmares is a great, great feeling!

Laugh at me however you want, but I am pretty sure this change was because I started watching The Walking Dead. For years, I'm obsessed with the zombie apocalypse, but the series showed me that after the chaos, life continues, and it's up to you to make it better. 

I saw my gradual change flash in front of my eyes when I was cleaning out my closet a couple days ago. Taking out clothing I've worn for years brings back memories, places I've been, and what I was thinking when I was wearing those clothes... 

Last thing to add, I do have good dreams, I dreamt of sailing once, with the sun and wind in my face and feeling free as ever. I dreamt of being rescued by Jack Sparrow once, and we flew off into the sunset, hanging on a loose sail. When I was fourteen I had a dream that I have a boyfriend , and he was a professional tennis player... etc etc