Meeting my father (French version)

Dream #1: Meeting my father

Dream #2: Looking for a door

Share: In concrete terms, I had an argument with my husband about order and cleanliness in the house. I felt that I was being too emissive. I invoked intensively to calm myself down and realized that I need to clear my negative memories so badly, that I can't stand the clutter around me and I am pushing too hard to change some habits.

The first dream: I am with a very nice and handsome young man in a car with my mother. I begin to feel that I like him and that maybe he likes me too. Suddenly, there was a lot of water in the street. It was like being in the sea. There was even a big wave, but our car managed to get over the wave. I started to close the windows so that the water wouldn't enter the car floating on the sea.

Another dream in the same night: I am in Rome. It is a day of celebration in this city, the reason for which I do not know. I walk on the roofs of the houses and I arrive at a university courtyard that I don't know. I see many young people smoking.

I want to go home, but I don't know how. In front of the big door of the university, I saw a young man sitting and his head is next to his body. He is dead. Someone told me that this young man cut his head with a knife. I understood that he was a rebel. I enter the university and go down to the basement of the university where there are several doors and rooms. It is dark. I've been there before because I'm looking for the door that got me home. I say prayers as I search for that door. There are works everywhere. I enter a room where there is a big hole in the middle. I don't feel well and I go out quickly. I see that the young man's corpse is still there. I asked myself, "Why isn't the state or the police doing anything about this dead body?" Outside, I find my husband and his presence reassures me. We walk up some stairs with some people and I am again in front of the door of the university. This time I saw the other door at the end of the courtyard where I can get out and go home without having to go down to the basement. I wonder why I didn't see this door before. I am in a place upstairs and want to masturbate. My husband who is downstairs gives me a look like he knows what I am doing and he is not happy.