I had a dream a few weeks ago, but haven't told anyone about because it was extremely lucid. I dreamed that Trump was assassinated and we had Pence as president. It was two years into his presidency. I'm not even totally comfortable confessing this, and won't blame the admin if she withholds it. And, yeah, I've had dreams like this before that did come true. Hopefully it was just my brain working out all the political crap I've been watching.

To this condescending post....FYI I was a child during the Korean War. My friend's brother was killed there, BIL served there. I've been hosted in China for 3 weeks tour by the Chinese gov't and lived in a household of Communist party members for 2 years. I taught at a Chinese university. I know the Chinese, probably met thousands and was entertained in many homes. They are nice to your face but their culture is to be quietly carrying on machinations to do you in behind your back. Their elite class dream of ruling the world. We should not underestimate them but the world has changed since WWII. We need to stand up against them, not let them take any old island they have a mind to, and we should not let their military get a toehold anywhere. They envy and hate us. And BTW, every Chinese I ever met detests black people (except for their dreams of subjugating Africa through ties they've established there). Oh, and they distrust and despise Jews though most have never met a black or a Jew.

I keep having hot and steamy dreams about my husband's business partner. It's annoying because I wake up all hot and bothered, and then completely weirded out because 1) I'm married and love my dh, and 2) the guy is a real douche. I'm like "get out of my head" for real.

I am in a similar situation at the moment. I have a close friend that I've know since I was 13 who eventually grew up to have an unstable and toxic lifestyle. It was okay to me when I was younger, but when I moved state, I had a painfully slow realization that I was sick of dealing with her shenanigans. Every time I talk to her, she is in relationships with terrible people. She only ever talks about doing drugs, her sex life, dreams she has no intentions of pursing, and how she's been in jail for the millionth time. I love her but I get so tired of hearing about the same ol' shit. My contact with her used to be a couple of times a week. Now it's only once every few weeks. Shame that it has to be this way.

My mom told us to "follow our dreams" and go to college for whatever makes us happy. I got a biochemistry degree that turned out to be fairly useless unless I was planning to go on to grad school and my sister got an art degree. Now, I'm going back to school for something useful (engineering) and my sister is pretty much stuck working a dead end insurance job. We both would've done things way differently if we could do it again.

I'm happily married but still dream of my high school boyfriend at least once a month. We dated for 7 years and he was my first love. The dreams are always pleasant. Makes me wonder if a deep part of me misses him and wants him back. Some days I think of him still, too. He lives across the country and I havent seen or spoke with him in over 15 years.

I wonder what it means if you have a lot of dreams about being in a car or truck and it not being able to go in reverse. I've been having that dream a lot lately.

I'm a mom and I absolutely HATE it! I HATE being a mom, I feel resentful towards my kids and their dad. I was forced to have kids because I lived in a state where abortion was illegal, had no money for one and my ex refused to let me get one, no access to BC cause that was also unobtainable too. And now that my ex is barely in the lives of the kids, I feel pissed at him that I am forced to bear the burden of having to deal with them all on my own with barely a break from them. I'm trying the best I can but I'm sure they know I hate being a mom. It sucks I had to put all my hopes and dreams on hold, have no freedom, no friends, no family. Life just sucks for me. I feel like a horrible mom cause I feel resentful towards my kids.

In my head I am this incredibly amazing sex goddess, who can make men (and women) quiver with merely a glance. I can make all their dreams come true with the slightest touch, and have them beg for more. In reality, however, I am an overweight, average-looking SAHM with such low confidence that I have to force myself to be flirty with my husband, because I feel so stupid trying to be sexy in this body.

I have sex dreams about celebrities at least once a month. The last one I had was of the guy who plays Frankenstein's monster on Penny Dreadful (yes, he was in character). My brain does odd things when I sleep.