When we were together, long before Dday and during the time he was deep in his A, I used to dream very vividly. My dreams were often of him cheating.. actually so vivid and detailed, I would wake from them, and thank God that I would see him peacefully snoring next to me.
I had these intuitive dreams for many years, and fully ignored them. But now, I see how insatiable my intuition really is...how it pulls and pokes at me all the time, but especially in my dreams.
Last night I dreamed that I was reading divorce papers, only they weren't mine. They were papers of my friend and his wife. The details were so clear. I woke this morning and wrote down some of the dream. Part of me wants to call him, tell him to keep his eyes open. Perhaps I am picking up on an energy. This friend has been in my thoughts often lately. As far as I know, there are no martial problems.
I find it simply incredible how our intuitions work on us.
I only wish I had pursued my endless, countless dreams of my WH cheating. When it finally happened...I realized I knew all along.
Any dream stories that turned out to be true?
Do you believe in the psychic, meta- physical energy we can all tap into if we are paying attention??
[This message edited by blindsidedbyhim at 11:52 AM, October 12th (Saturday)]
"Stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone ought to be."
— Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love)
The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was
"We're not broken, just bent. We can learn to love again."
All of that has gone away now that the truth is out.
It has taken me awhile to accept that my body was trying to tell me something. I thought it was too scifi or new agey. But I can't really deny it anymore. It's been 6 mos.
Flash forward 28 years. He is completely detached from the M, the family. I start praying nightly for an answer, never suspecting he was cheating.... The answer came in the form of a dream - wherein he admitted he was cheating.
I confronted on that alone. I was so certain he admitted it - on that alone...
Yeah, I'm a believer.
I dreamed that my mother had died all of the sudden from breast cancer and we had no idea that she had it. I was so disturbed by this dream that I asked her to go to dinner the following week. I did not tell her about the dream, but asked when she had her last mamogram... it was so long ago she couldnt remember, and she is 68. I got really stern with her and told her to get one NOW... she agreed and had no idea why I was so adimate. A month later at the Thangsviving dinner table I asked her if she had gone and she started tearing up and told me that she just found out that she has breast cancer.... it was then that I told her about the dream. Luckily she caught it early and they were able to remove the lump and she is fine today. I thank god for the dream and that I was so bothered by it that I jumped on her...
Even now, I'm struggling with a few things and I keep having repeating dream themes. I've looked them up and sure as shit, they represent the very issues I'm mulling about.
I am trying to be more in tune with this stuff.
"Diamonds aren't a girl's best friend, freedom is."
I even had a random dream a few years into the relationship that he had fooled around with his ex boss who he hadn't worked for for years. Woke him up and asked if he had and he was shocked. Came out of nowhere.
I have dreams all the time and they are always right but for some reason I didn't want to believe them this time. I will never doubt them again.
It was so weird that I looked up the interpretation that morning. It said that seeing mice is a sign of domestic problems.
That same morning, exWH told me he had a very vivid dream that he was walking in deep mud. I looked that up too and the meaning of that is a feeling of being stuck in life.
I knew in my soul that we were in big trouble with that combination of dreams.
On the flip side, I have been feeling kind of down lately and upset by being completely tossed aside. It's close to the anniversary of d day and my father also passed during this time of year so it's a hard time for me. I was half asleep the other day in that sort of dreamy state and I was sad even then. At that point, my dad came to me to remind me of why exWH ignores me and barely acknowledges that I'm alive even when it comes to kid related things. He reminded me that when I accused exWH a couple years ago of never talking to me about the kids and barely grunting at me while we try to parent because if he talks to me for an extended period of time, he will remember the real me and he doesn't want to do that. Probably the only time exWH told the truth was when he said, "you're right. I do that.". It made me feel better in the moment.
In the recovery room, my heart wouldn't stop racing (major anxiety attack due to WH being completely disconnected during the process) as I was coming out of the anesthesia.
Once they figured out why my heart was racing, I remember listening to the doctor caution WH about my stress level, that it was going to cut years off my life.
I found out three days later about the second set of affairs that had started the same time I had taken a turn for the worse.
I started to joke that my uterus was a natural Stress Litmus Test. I think we know things on levels that take awhile to emerge consciously. Call it instinct or intuition or prophecy; we take in an enormous amount of information, lots that we don't operate consciously concerning.
But that doesn't mean we don't know it on some level.
I believe that dreams come to us from our angels in the otherworld. I do not believe in "god" per se but I believe there is an energy in the universe and people we love who have died are watching out for us and trying to send us messages and that is a way that they messages arrive.
In order to receive the messages you have to be open to that kind of stuff. I guess my door was stuck?
P.S. About a month after DD, I remember my friend/neighbor who is a psychiatrist and I were walking our dogs and she was telling me she keeps having dreams about someone having an affair. I thought that was odd that she could sense what is going on with my H without realizing who it was exactly.
[This message edited by womaninflux at 11:01 PM, October 15th (Tuesday)]
Now my dreams are about where in the heck I'm going to live. At least I understand these dreams.
The first time I found disgusting porn.
The second time I found the picture of him and the prostitute.
Of course, I believe when you see one mouse, there are many more that you can't see.
But I thought it was quite amazing that I got these feelings (it seemed at the time) out of nowhere.
I was curious...are there people out there who have these dreams or intuitions and they do not come true???
(If this is a t/j, please disregard.)
I will not be vanquished. Rose Kennedy
This time around, all these years later with current WH, I didn't dream, but I had my gut screaming at me. And after d-day as I was getting 1/2 truths and ommissions and flat out lies, I knew too. My therapist is amazed at my "sixth sense" in all this.