/mental/ - Mental Health, Illnesses and Disorders

As Freud said, dreams are like a window to the unconscious mind, which guides nearly your entire life. For years I had dreams of sorrow, loneliness, deaths of whatever I cared about. Now most of my dreams are about my irreparable moral decay, wasted opportunities, and the constant regret and loathing surrounding them.

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I am waiting in an airport located in a multi story building. I begin to speak in completely nonsensical gibberish. This attracts the attention of two asian people who seem to understand what I am saying. They say something to me I cannot comprehend and I respond with more gobbledygook. I have no idea what I am saying but they seem to consider it quite profound. I then hear an announcement that my flight will be delayed and so walk down two flights of stairs to where a believe there is supposed to be a chess club. Instead I find two corridors and a woman comes walking out from one of them. Her clothes are torn and she appears to be in a state of shock. I then look behind her and there is a large feline predator, perhaps a cougar or mountain lion now standing at the entrance of the corridor. The predator leaps at me but I stab it to death. This leads into another dream in which I have sex with a blue haired girl while another blue haired girl watches. It was pretty metal.

Walking down a street at night I look into a bar which is full of more asian people drinking what I assume is saki. I notice what seems like an attractive young woman looking through the window as well next to me and I ask her if she wants to get a drink but as I turn to face her I find that it is not a woman but another asian man who gives me a confused look. Turning back to the window I notice that the bar is a sausage-fest and that the women are all surrounded by men. I walk in anyway because I am bored. Three of the asian men take exception to my presence in the bar and demand that I leave. Despite having no interest in drinking I refuse and the trio attacks. Naturally they all know martial arts but so did I so I beat them all pretty easily using Tiger palms and grapples. was kinda funny. Then suddenly my mother walks in with yet another new pet. This one seems to be a cross between a tiger and a large reptile. I observe this peculiar specimen for some time and then exit the bar which has slavformed into a run down house. As I try to close the door behind me it repeatedly swings back open. I shout to my mother asking why the damn door won't stay shut and she says that there was a necromancer hiding somewhere on the property and then a zombie rises out of the ground. I turn and walk away because I don't feel like hunting for some weak ass necromancer. Instead I place a bee hive In the front yard to annoy the necromancer and then depart in a black vehicle.

I am wandering around what seems like the base of tree so enormous that it it cannot be viewed in its totality. The tree roots are quite massive and often form bridges between sections of terrain. I see myself from a third person perspective. I am wearing only a brown loincloth and carrying a club. While traveling I happen across bishop Havel who engages me in combat. Havel is just as slow in the dream as he is in the games so I strike him with my faster weapon and roll under his swings, he is a tank however and so the battle last some twenty seconds and I perform four back-stabs with the club which turns out to be infused with lightening. When he dies he drops his chest piece and a war axe. I try on the chest piece but decide to remove it as it is too ugly and cumbersome I then equip a round shield and the war axe and notice that all weapons in my inventory are imbued with lighting damage. I come across another bridge however it seems unstable so I choose to cross another which turns out to also be unstable. Instead of plummeting into the darkness below a giant crow swoops down and carry's me to it's nest among the branches of the great tree. I notice that there are several other such crows perched about the place and move to another nest where I curl into a ball and another crow carries me to a ledge overlooking a terrain similar to where I just left.

I then have another dream where I am a child sliding down a school hallway deliberately making a loud squeaking sound with my shoes so that an accomplice of mine and sneak into one of the classrooms and abscond with and Item that was confiscated from him. When my distraction is complete I move to exit the hallway through double doors at the end of the hall; however, before I open them I notice another door leading outside the building to my right. Looking through its window I see that is has been snowing heavily and so I excitedly run towards the door. The excitement weakens my connection to the dream and I get no closer to the door. I focus entirely on the door as the surroundings fade to black and as I wake up I still feel as though I am running despite now being aware my real legs.

I decide that this is an ample opportunity to fall into a lucid dream and so I correct my posture and use the white noise of my A/C unit to assist in my meditation. As the electrical sensations of sleep paralysis take hold I see little visual hypnogogia however I experience a very pleasing auditor hallucination. From what seems to be my forehead comes the voice of 2 dents singing Feel Good Inc. "Windmill windmill for the land, turn forever hand in hand, take it all in on your stride, It is ticking Falling down, Love forever love is free lets turn forever you and me, windmill windmill for the land, is everybody in? shortly after this I fall into the dream while quite lucid and controlling a combat mech from a third person perspective. I move it along a corridor using the treads on its feet and run through glowing orbs that shrink down into the combat mech as it approaches them. Eventually It bumps into an orb that will not shrink. I find this frustrating and so smash the orb with one of the mech's arms. I then turn it round a corner to see several more of these orbs obstructing me and so I mount a rocket launcher on its shoulder and launch a salvo of rockets at the orbs to destroy them. Then several smaller insect like robots emerge from the ground and I destroy them with a second volley. Then a rather large combat vehicle in the shape of a large dome with multiple legs lands down behind me. As it deploys its weaponry I swivel the mech's torso around and bring a heavy artillery cannon to bear on it while claw clamps on the mech's feet latch it into the ground for stability. I fire the cannon pint blank at a gap in its armor where one of its legs connects to the body. The necessity of finding this weakness is an entirely psychological expectation as I am not fully lucid at this point due to being caught up in the dream. the shot causes the giant machine to erupt in a massive explosion which excites me to the point of waking me. It was pretty metal. Not sure why there's so much /v/ shit in these dreams cause I haven't played any in about a year but w/e.

I am traveling through a swamp filled with black Tar rather than water most of it is hardened enough to walk on. I am again in third person view and happen across a giant stone golem etched into the form of a warrior with a halberd. Rather than engaging it directly I find my way to a cliff overlooking its location. Looking down in first person perspective I fire an arrow which hits its left knee and to my surprise causes it to kneel over. I then perform a plunging attack, smashing the top of its head off. I am then shown a sort of cutscean where a similar golem is watching from another cliff and then pushes a large horizontal lever which releases several large boulders two of which are also bombs. I avoid the boulders easily but the bombs are able to follow me and so I try guiding them into some of the monsters that populate the swamp to try and detonate them. The bombs do not trigger upon contact with them though and I decide to try and run into a mountain fortress with some dwarves living in it. I then climb down a ladder and speak to a merchant now convinced that the bombs cannot follow me into the narrow passage. I was wrong. Both bombs plummet into the room and detonate. I then find myself back at the beginning of the chase and this time look for a specific monster that looks like a large burrowing worm to see if I can get them to swallow the bombs, unfortunately I cannot find any. I eventually find myself jumping up a series of plateaus to a high mountain top each time I jump I go even higher and on the fourth jump I overshoot the top and realize That there is no land mass directly below but only a deep blue void. Somehow I jump twice more in midair and land through a skylight on a large wooden house on an Island in this void. Searching through the house I find several hoards of treasure that I collect and then a pale blue ghost appears and asks me if I want to be with god. I am unsure how I should respond to this as I suspect the ghost may try to kill me if I say yes and the dream ends after a few moments of awkward silence.

In a second dream I am observing a tall black man working at a machine . As part of his job he handles pieces of metal that have been kept frozen with dry ice using his bare hands which are blacker than the rest of his body and swollen to an absurd size. each time he handles the metal a large blister forms on his hands which he removes it and places it on a metal dish. I ask him why he does this job and he claims that he moonlights as a stand up comedian and that the pain helps improve his routine. I find this oddly profound. I am then informed by a man that there is a conspiracy afoot against the president and so go to meet him. The president is Bob Odenkirk and as I enter the room he is giving a speech to a class of grade schoolers. I evacuate the room and then some absurd plot unfolds which is so convoluted and nonsensical that I could not understand what was going on in the dream let alone recall the details now. It had something to do with one of the grade schoolers and and an arrogant asian woman. somehow this plot leads me into a hospital waiting room and as I move past the receptionist I notice that the hospital is staffed mostly by asians with the exception of two black men. I ask one of them why there are so many asian working there and he looks at me anxiously and then the asian receptionist yells that he has blown their cover. (though this is clearly not the case.) suddenly I am set upon by multiple Chi-Com spies wielding knifes and shurikens. Somehow I beat them all with some CQC bullshit. Then naked asian woman walks down the hallway towards me and I suspect she is some kind of distraction. I ask he what she is doing and she just giggles. Despite my suspicions I initiate intercourse with her and during this I suddenly perform a reality check, asking myself if I am in a dream and then seeing if my fingers will go thorough the palm of my hand. They do not; however, looking at my hands has increased my lucidity further and enhanced the detail of the dream and I conclude that I am in fact dreaming. Since I already have my dick in something I continue fucking the woman and notice that unlike previous instances of dream sex this feels like actual sex. Naturally this quickly overwhelms my perceived senses and I wake up before climaxing.