This is one that isn’t from my most recent lifetime, but the one previous to it. I’ve had it a handful of times, usually during times of stress or when things are generally not going well for me. It’s been awhile since I’ve last had it, but it did find it’s way into my thoughts again recently for whatever reason. I’m not sure I would necessarily call it a dream, as it usually happens when I’m in that state between awake and asleep, and it’s always very short but I have had someone confirm (see other posts for more of an explanation) that it is a memory from one of my PLs.
It starts with me being led up a flight of poorly-made stairs. My hands are tied behind my back and there is someone on each side of me leading me up to this platform or something. I’m not crying or showing any emotion outwardly, but I feel scared and sick to my stomach because of it.
That’s one of those details that I find interesting because similarly in this lifetime, I don’t show emotion to the point that my friends and family always accuse me of not caring about anything, even though I do have emotion. I’ve always been uncomfortable showing feelings. I see it as a sign of weakness and thinking about doing so has always made me cringe.
When I get up the stairs, there are people there waiting for me as well, and I look out and see this big crowd of people all there to watch. Another weird detail is that even though nobody looks like they do in this lifetime, I can just tell that some of the people in the crowd are acquaintances now, like I just know.
I step forward and say a few last words, and everything goes black. I feel a rope being adjusted around my neck, and a few moments later, I feel myself fall for a moment, then I stop and pain shoots through my neck and well as the rest of my body, and I can’t breathe. At that point, I always wake up.
It seems like after I have this dream, memory...whatever, I’m always a little messed up for a few days after. I just find it a bit disturbing I guess.
P.S. Excuse the sloppy writing and jumping all over the place. I’m sleepy.
It starts with me being led up a flight of poorly-made stairs. My hands are tied behind my back and there is someone on each side of me leading me up to this platform or something. I’m not crying or showing any emotion outwardly, but I feel scared and sick to my stomach because of it.
That’s one of those details that I find interesting because similarly in this lifetime, I don’t show emotion to the point that my friends and family always accuse me of not caring about anything, even though I do have emotion. I’ve always been uncomfortable showing feelings. I see it as a sign of weakness and thinking about doing so has always made me cringe.
When I get up the stairs, there are people there waiting for me as well, and I look out and see this big crowd of people all there to watch. Another weird detail is that even though nobody looks like they do in this lifetime, I can just tell that some of the people in the crowd are acquaintances now, like I just know.
I step forward and say a few last words, and everything goes black. I feel a rope being adjusted around my neck, and a few moments later, I feel myself fall for a moment, then I stop and pain shoots through my neck and well as the rest of my body, and I can’t breathe. At that point, I always wake up.
It seems like after I have this dream, memory...whatever, I’m always a little messed up for a few days after. I just find it a bit disturbing I guess.
P.S. Excuse the sloppy writing and jumping all over the place. I’m sleepy.
