I periodically have dreams where my teeth are starting to come loose, get chipped, fall apart, and I’m trying frantically to find a dentist, and no matter who I call or where I drive, there are no dentists around so I have to walk around with missing teeth. I have normal teeth and no particular dental issues of note, and it’s not like I can’t afford to go to a dentist if I need one, so it clearly symbolizes something else.
When I was a small child I dreamed about “too many dolls to give them all the attention they deserved” and then when I had babies, I dreamed about losing them or forgetting to feed them, and now the babies are grown I dream about fictional babies needing my protection.
However, on most nights I am just spreading my arms out and flying in my dreams. All round my neighborhood. I hope someday I take off into space. I don’t get too far off the ground just yet, but I am gaining altitude with passing years.
I also have that dream about finding rooms that don’t exist in my house , but they are already furnished and need a little tidying up. Also , there is a pleasant dream about going into the woods behind my house and finding a beautiful , crystal blue lake. There are variations of that too, sometimes we have a boat there or sometimes I found this lake while taking a scenic drive in my hometown.
The tooth dreams happen too, both the falling out ( or a mouthful of broken fragments that I need to spit out )
Another is like Madison85 , gum stuck in teeth and no matter how much I pull to get it out, more keeps coming
I have also had the teeth falling out of my mouth dream, the nuclear holocaust dream (probably after watching a Terminator movie) and the can’t dial an emergency number for help on a rotary phone dream.
I too have had the dreams about finding rooms in a house I didn’t know were there … though it’s typically about my in-laws’ house, which is large to begin with, and I keep opening doors and finding new rooms that I didn’t know existed.
My bio father drowned in a harbor but we (meaning my mother and I) did not know that for close to 20 years after his death, and believed him to be alive all this time. My mother used to have terrible nightmares about drowning and the waters closing over her head, and once we found out about his death and his manner of death, her nightmares about drowning stopped.
I have a lot of dreams where I am skiing and they are very peaceful.
For some reason, whenever I dream about a house, it is never the house I have been living in for 24 years, it is always the house my husband and I lived in when we first got married (I think we lived there for 5 years, we moved to the current house when my oldest was 1 years old).
Okay, I’ve also had the teeth falling out dream, and have dreamed I’m flying. I’ve even dreamed that I can fly to the ceilings in my house, only it’s more like I’m swimming up to the ceiling.
Bizarre…
And @PizzaGirl, the story about your mom’s dreams in light of his death is really amazing.
Repetitive “repetitive anxiety dream threads.” I think the most recent thread was called “Repetitive anxiety dreams,” and it was started in August 2014! I don’t know how to link to it–sorry–but it is full of the same dreams (and many of the same posters.) My recurring anxiety dreams involve tornados, crocodiles chasing me up slippery, muddy hills, and teeth falling out.
@shyparentalunit, I probably started that thread. I may have started it more than once, lol.
I probably have the forgot to go to class dream at least once a week. I think it simply means I am worrying that I’m not keeping up with everything as well as I need to.
D1 is a fourth year grad student. She has so much going on (research, TA, publishing an article, presentations, getting Dissertation topic defended, etc.) that she forgot to go to one of her classes. She said she was in shock; she’s never forgotten to go to class in her entire life. I could be very empathetic because I’ve had that dream so many times.
Did anyone ever have the “Can’t Remember Locker Combination” back in high school? When my kids were little, I always dreamed that they were falling in the pool. That ^&* pool caused nightmares for a couple of years. We never should have bought a house with a pool. It’s amazing how similar our nightmares are. I occasionally have the naked and bathroom ones to this day.
@Pizzagirl: Re Post #44 – I’m sorry both for the loss of your father and for the fact that you and your mother didn’t know how your father died for so many years. That must be an interesting story.
I see planes and helicopters crashing a lot. I am watching from the ground and there’s nothing I can do. The worst one was a space shuttle that was crashing and I could watch it tumble out of the sky and falling towards me in slow motion. It was terribly unsettling.
I’ve had the teeth falling out dream. And the forgot to go to any classes and have to take an exam dream. The worst dream no one ever talks about but everyone seems to have is the needing to use the bathroom and searching everywhere but none are clean/private/available.
VeryHappy, yes, it’s a truth is stranger than fiction type of story.
I know someone with a similar story. My friend and her mom waited until her dad would be 65 (in the mid 1990s) and the mom called Social Security. That’s when she found out her dad had died in 1971. She eventually learned that a plane he was flying as a test pilot crashed and that apparently at his 1971 funeral there was his grieving widow and their 5 kids, and yet another woman and her baby (by the deceased) - which quite shocked everyone present.
Mine isn’t as glamorous - my parents divorced when I was small, both remarried when I was ~ 6; my stepfather adopted me and became my dad in every way, and I didn’t see my bio father from then on - which wasn’t at all unusual for the time (1970-ish). We knew he remarried and had 2 children. What we didn’t know is that just a short time later, he died (drowned, suicide). No one on that side - his second wife, his sister, his parents - bothered to contact my mother / me at any point; we lived in different cities, and remember communication isn’t like it is today with the internet and email and free long-distance.
Bottom line: I was 27 and married when I wound up in that city for a business trip, and on a whim, decided to call the listing with that last name (my bio last name was very uncommon). I wound up reaching my 18 yo half sister, who had no clue who I was. She called her mother, thinking that her mother would tell her to hang up with the crazy lady, and instead her mother said - “Oh, that’s your older half-sister PG. I figured you’d meet her one day.” The whole thing resulted in a lot of therapy and a nervous breakdown, which I can laugh about now but it wasn’t funny then!
But yeah - like Madison’s friend, it was 18 years between when he died and when we found out.
I had an odd one related to this, not all of it a dream. In April 1995 I had a dream that I would receive a “sign” on July 19. It was odd having a 3 month warning on “something.” I was nervous that day, waiting for that something, then, after the sun went down, had a vision of an aircraft crashed in a field, with a policeman talking to a government official looking for the governor of Texas (I thought maybe he was supposed to be on that plane). At the time, of course, it meant nothing to me. I didn’t even know who the governor of Texas was and had to look it up the next day: George W. Bush. I figured I had just had a fairly meaningless premonition of a governor dying in a plane crash in 1995.
For the next month I had the worst dreams I have ever had -wars, famine, mass death, kids being murdered - and I could do nothing. Somehow I knew it was coming but could not find the right people to tell to avert it. I am lost, broken stairways, fences across roads, buildings falling down, dirty people with no possessions, no food or water.
At the end of the month I had the same dream three nights in a row. The dream lasted all night each night, of me sitting on my back porch in Washington (I lived in NY at the time and expected to stay there), staring at a bright star to the east, nothing else happening. In the dream somehow I know the year - 2031 - and I know where the star is hovering above; it is over Canada, near the Alberta/Saskatchewan border east of Edmonton.
Now I have to wait another 16 years (if I live that long) to see if this part of the dream sequence even means anything. I’m neither very religious nor superstitious, but these dreams were weirdly realistic, LSD in the water hallucinations. That month of vivid death dreams has not been particularly prescient. The trees in my backyard block the view I would need for that star dream to be real. But I still expect something, in Canada, in 2031. Or that’s when I’ll have a stroke. Or nothing, it was just a dream.
That, and I still occasionally have the dream where I show up for a test and the room is empty, no idea where it had been moved.
Pizzagirl, that must have been a huge shock, for you and for his other family.
PG, I can’t imagine what it must have been like for your MO and you.
My biggest phobia is my fear of bridges, which began for real when I was stuck,of George Washington bridge for an hour. I am so pleased to say my closest male friend offered to drive with me to airport tomorrow night to pick up my son. There is no way I could make this drive. My son is fully prepared to take a cab, but I will be so happy to meet him. In daylight, I drive over this bridge at 10 miles an hour, no matter the traffic. I can do this n daylight, but at night? I’m sure I will drive into the water.
So many of these comments remind me that I have similar dreams ! How is that possible ? I have dreams of witnessing an airliner crashing, always going down in nearby trees with a cloud of flames shooting into the sky. I dream about the house I grew up in and it usually is something sort of scary, like a break in / intruder. I usually am viewing it from our neighbor’s house , one bedroom in particular that belonged to the only daughter in the family who our family considers the 5th sister.
I dream too of needing to call emergency , 911 for something bad and the phone not working , or being unable to dial the phone.
I used to have dreams of tornados until I saw a funnel cloud 20 years ago…it never touched the ground or did damage , but seeing it really freaked me out since we don’t live in an area prone to tornados. I never dreamed of tornados again after that
In periods of high stress, I often dream that I’m driving somewhere urgent and the road becomes a roller-coaster for a stretch. (I loathe roller-coasters). These are my least favorite.
I’ve had the “went to school with only a slip under my coat” dream periodically since I was a little girl. And the panicky “showed up for the final after missing most classes” since college.
My most stressful dreams are the waitressing dreams. I think many (most?) who have ever waited tables or bartended have these - you are swamped and get taseated … In a building across the street or some other nonsense.
I rarely have enjoyable dreams … Kind of envious of those who do.