11-5-2013 | Dream Journal | Signing Up For Mental Health Counseling

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I remember part of one interesting dream from last night that felt a bit strange compared to a normal/average dream and/or I felt a bit strange in the dream in a way or ways that I can not describe in words but it was still realistic enough for me to not realize that I was dreaming, but my memory of it is somewhat unclear in a few parts because I wasted time today trying to solve a computer problem (experimenting with upgrading from a Ubuntu Linux LTS (Long-Term Service) Release to a Ubuntu Linux Normal Release to see how reliable upgrading is, but the system failed to boot afterward like GRUB got corrupted or something like that so it was not reliable as possibly expected; and so I am testing ways to fix this so that I can help people with this problem in the future who have Ubuntu Linux installed and/or I will try another operating system like Linux Mint Debian instead to see if it is a better alternative) instead of recording or thinking about my dream; and so parts of this dream will be missing.

I remember being in a multi-story building on the first floor and for some unknown and/or known reason(s) I think that I was there to sign up for mental health counseling for help with anxiety and depression again and down one of the hallways there was an office that was probably behind half or mostly glass walls/windows on the left, on the right there was an office that you could walk inside where most of the office space in the room was behind a large wooden desk that probably had some sliding glass windows at the top to protect the workers, and this large desk probably blocked you from walking into the rest of the office.

I think that this part of the building or this building was supposed to be the D Mental Health Clinic even though it looked nothing like it and it was way bigger than it, there were more parts to this building that made it seem like this was the mental health clinic area but maybe there was a hospital in the building as well and some other types of areas that I did not get to see but I am not sure, and through some of the glass parts of the shared wall with the office on the left I saw my former mental health counselor Mrs. J standing near a desk alone; and the office on the left was larger than the office on the right and it had more desks, but I only remember seeing my former counselor Mrs. J in the office and so I assumed that the other workers were on their lunch breaks or something like that.

I hoped that my former mental health counselor Mrs. J would not see me as I walked to the office on the right that had an open door and so I tried to hide behind the non-glass parts of the wall as I stood in the doorway of the office on the right, I saw several female workers in the office on the right who all might have had whitish colored skin with long brownish and blackish and blondish colored hair but one of the them might have had brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair, and I told one of the female workers that I wanted to sign up for counseling for help with anxiety and depression and I told her that I had received counseling here before back in 2011 (I probably felt like it was time to get some help again finally, and I hoped that I would get some real/helpful/effective counseling/help this time because that is what I probably need to help me move forward).

Learning How To Deal With Zombies?

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I barely remember part of one dream from last night after forgetting most of my other dreams from last night and most of this dream after waking up a few times feeling strange like a minor version of when I had to go to the emergency room back in 2011 when I thought that I was dying when I was taking Fluoxetine (this rarely happens sometimes since then even though I stopped taking Fluoxetine about a month after this happened back in 2011, always when I am sleeping, and I wake up during the night or morning feeling strange with some of the same symptoms from that day but not as strong since I have learned to resist the panic better since then I guess); maybe I have sleep apnea that causes this rare event to happen sometimes, but who knows, hopefully one day I will get a job again so that I can pay for a sleep study to see if I have sleep apnea or something like that (fortunately this only happens rarely).

Whenever it rarely happens I wake up feeling strange in a way that is hard to describe that stops me from being able to sleep, like my heart rate is slow or my heart it not beating, like my blood pressure is low & my blood is pumping slowly or not at all, I feel weaker & a bit numb & a bit tired like my body is/was not getting enough oxygen & blood flow, I go to the bathroom but it is harder to walk & when I try to urinate I usually have to stop because I feel like I am going to die and/or faint & my urine flow probably is weaker during that moment and/or stops & I/my body wants to start panicking because I feel like my breathing is not working correctly & like my body is shutting down/like I am dying, and so I usually have to sit down on the toilet for a moment because I can not stand straight during that moment; and then I start trying to relax & to control my breathing to avoid a panic attack, and then I wash my face with water & I try to walk it off/walk around to get my heart rate/blood flow going & this usually works eventually as I start to regain some strength & the panic/feelings fade mostly & then I can go back to sleep. (Even now I still feel a bit weird, after this happened last night/this morning)

Anyway, I barely remember part of one dream from last night that took place during the day in a fictional area with a lot of people & I in a neighborhood, but I can not remember most of the details.

I know that there were houses with fenced yards & some without fences, some buildings with fenced areas & some without fenced areas, and at some point something happened that probably involved infected people/zombies/whatever attacking the neighborhood; and the military came or was already there, and the military started killing infected people & non-infected people. (Basically the military started killing everyone who was not in the military)

Chaos broke out with people screaming, running, hiding, dying, getting infected, getting shot, getting bit, et cetera; and so I decided to start fighting the infected people/zombies and the military, and some other people did as well to prevent more unnecessary deaths.

The military had gun turrets & other weapons on vehicles, on some buildings, and various other places; and so I focused my attacks on taking out the soldiers who were using these weapons to kill large amounts of people & zombies, and in this dream I discovered that maybe I had certain powers/abilities that allowed me to better deal with/fight zombies & the military but I can not remember the details about this unfortunately.

I just know that somehow I was able to survive fighting zombies & the military, this inspired more people to follow my example, and eventually we defeated the military in the neighborhood & many of the zombies but not all of them because we started working on creating safe zones in certain buildings/houses with fences.

I came across the entertainment wrestler Bully Ray (Mark LoMonaco) during the fighting & he was trying to find his wife, he left to find her, and later I found her; and so I took her to a building with a fenced area that I was making into a safe zone for survivors, and I slowly tried to secure this safe zone & keep it safe while helping survivors & Mr. Ray’s wife; and I would go outside to patrol the area sometimes, and to look for Mr. Ray to let him know that his wife was safe.

At some point Mr. Ray came back and I took him to his wife, he told us about the situation in other areas & we talked about various things, and we tried to decide what to do next.

During the dream I noticed that Mr. Ray and certain people seemed to not be bothered/attacked by the zombies very much & they did certain things that allowed them to better deal with/fight zombies, I started studying this & experimenting with this by watching people like Mr. Ray, and testing various methods/behaviors that I noticed them using.

I started learning how we could better avoid zombies attacking us and how we could better fight them if necessary and/or control or somewhat communicate with them, and I started trying to share some of what I learned with the other survivors.

This would allow less violence & it would help avoid zombies attacking us & help avoid us having to attack zombies, and maybe slowly we could learn how to communicate with and/or live with the zombies or at least help avoid them from attacking us; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

10-2-2011 | Dream Journal| Punching In A Dream And In Real Life At The Same Time

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This morning I woke up abruptly from a dream at 4:Something AM to the sound and to the impact of my right fist punching the wall with one right hand straight/cross, and my bottom two knuckles hit the wall instead of my first two knuckles because the wall was so close.

Fortunately the wall, myself, and no one else was injured; but I did wake up a few people with the loudness of the impact of my punch hitting the wall.

I woke up doing the last action that I had done in my dream/that I was doing in my dream.