In my dream last night i walked away from my sobriety. Just gave it away like it was nothing.... told my Sponsor, "so what" .... It Shook me up as I was waking to think I had to start all over again with day one, but I remember thinking that I can not continue in this relapse... it will kill me. I was so glad to come alert and find that I did not really drink and that I am still sober, I still have a sponsor, my HP has not left me and I have not left Him. Vigilance protecting my sobriety, that will keep me sane to make good choices. Whew! jj
I too dreamed I was drunk and feeling hopeless, because of it. Just to to awaken to the realisation I had not relapsed. Whew! What a relief!
I wonder, if some of these dreams could be interpreted to the trauma of my drinking days and the horror I felt in thinking I was doomed, as I once had? Or could it be the fear of returning to drinking, or could it be relapsing but not relasping to remind me of "from where I came,"or what it would be like?
I hate those dreams...I am so thankful I am sober today. My brain will not let me forget.
Take a lesson from your dreams...I do.
Hugs, Janet
-- Edited by janet on Tuesday 29th of June 2010 02:55:11 PM
Aloha JJ...a major AHA!! event...not real but very very telling. A part of that was the dreaming your intention to stay sober and the gratitude for having it meet you when you walked out of the dream. I've had those and I inventory them for the content and metaphorically what they are telling me. They use to be scary but now if they come they are always helpful and I become grateful. You can look at it has the mind, body, spirit and emotions releasing any and all subconscious considerations about going back. How marvelous a dream. You dream't it and I can use it. Thanks for bringing it here. ((((hugs))))
I hate drunk dreams, too. I had one last week where I had to choose between being tortured and mutilated or drinking and I chose torture and mutilation. I was being scalped in strips from front to back. I woke up, got up, took a leak, drank some water and then went back to sleep... and the damned dream picked up where it left off. That NEVER happens, even when I WANT it to (Pink & Lily Allen).
"waking to think I had to start all over again with day one"
I try and do that every day, dreams or not. I guess I look at "day one" as the day ahead of me. Every morning I wake up with untreated alcoholism, and in order for me to keep it in remission, I need to treat it every day. Prayer, meditations, and turning my life and will over are the medicine I use to treat my disease.
Thank you for reminding me that I only have to do this one day at a time!
I hate drunk dreams, too. I had one last week where I had to choose between being tortured and mutilated or drinking and I chose torture and mutilation. I was being scalped in strips from front to back. I woke up, got up, took a leak, drank some water and then went back to sleep... and the damned dream picked up where it left off. That NEVER happens, even when I WANT it to (Pink & Lily Allen).
You dreamed Pink & Lily were scalping you?
I once dreamed I was in some kind of casino-type thing, and no matter what I did I kept winning. I didn't even know how to play some of the games, and I kept getting these tickets or papers out of them saying I won $1000, $1500, etc. I woke up to go to the bathroom, and said that's a cool dream - I want to go back. I found my way back to the "casino" and this kindly, very colorfully dressed woman said "Of course you can come back!" and I started playing again... even worse than before (as in game over in 5 seconds) and still was wining money. Very strange especially since I have no interest whatsoever in gambling, never have. And this dream didn't motivate me to head for "the boat" either...
Another time I dreamed a co-worker attacked me with a fake "sword", although it wasn't really a sword - it was a 3 foot long, cardboard mock up of a silver Cross ball-point pen. I remember laughing out loud at the audacity of the person (and the dream) with such a cliche... "the pen is mightier than the sword". I took away his cardboard pen/sword and broke it in half over my knee and threw the pieces away. I think I said something like maybe in your dreams but not in mine.. LOL.
It's been a long long time since I had a drunk dream. I have had very pleasent dreams about attending AA meetings recently. Always a good day follows that.
Larry, ----------------- The Big Book is your road map, the meetings are your filling stations
I hate drunk dreams, too. I had one last week where I had to choose between being tortured and mutilated or drinking and I chose torture and mutilation. I was being scalped in strips from front to back. I woke up, got up, took a leak, drank some water and then went back to sleep... and the damned dream picked up where it left off. That NEVER happens, even when I WANT it to (Pink & Lily Allen).
You dreamed Pink & Lily were scalping you?
I once dreamed I was in some kind of casino-type thing, and no matter what I did I kept winning. I didn't even know how to play some of the games, and I kept getting these tickets or papers out of them saying I won $1000, $1500, etc. I woke up to go to the bathroom, and said that's a cool dream - I want to go back. I found my way back to the "casino" and this kindly, very colorfully dressed woman said "Of course you can come back!" and I started playing again... even worse than before (as in game over in 5 seconds) and still was wining money. Very strange especially since I have no interest whatsoever in gambling, never have. And this dream didn't motivate me to head for "the boat" either...
Another time I dreamed a co-worker attacked me with a fake "sword", although it wasn't really a sword - it was a 3 foot long, cardboard mock up of a silver Cross ball-point pen. I remember laughing out loud at the audacity of the person (and the dream) with such a cliche... "the pen is mightier than the sword". I took away his cardboard pen/sword and broke it in half over my knee and threw the pieces away. I think I said something like maybe in your dreams but not in mine.. LOL.
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ROFLMAO! What dreams you have my dee-ah (dear.) The casino thing reminds me of some of the dreams I've had counting. I counted all night long, until I was worn out and sick from it, but kept doing it.
Now for the sword/pen thing that was funny as H*LL...usually in my dreams they are real. I like how you could pick up where you left off in your dreams. I've done that too.
