I always thought it was a myth about eating cheese before bed giving you nightmares, perhaps not, I did have a slice of this last night…
So I can’t really remember that much of my dream, but it was bloody horrible. What I do remember:
I was sat on the sofa holding a glass of water, and then something happened to my hand I couldn’t control it, and I spilt the water, I was saying “help me, help me” it’s like my hand got a life of its own and started attacking me.
Then I had all these horrible long things growing on my legs, they were empty but massive and red and dangly so I said “See, do you believe me now? Something is very wrong.”
Then I was in a room with conservatory doors and my ex came in through the doors, lots of her, one after the other, like clones. Some of them had their faces painted black and some were painted white and they were all laughing at me.
The dream was much longer than this, but I’ve gone all day without writing it down and I can’t really remember it now. Something about I was in a bed, in a wooded area, writing something… and the bed was really high off the ground, and it was dark. I can’t really remember.
Then I was in a caravan and a car crashed into the side.
All in all a horrid, anxiety inducing dream, one of those ones where you are on edge the whole time and scared s***less.
I don’t know if it was the cheese…?