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smokingbootSo I unblocked my brother on FB a while back without really knowing why. I guess I miss him or rather I miss the good him. Didn't check his page, didn't contact him... A mutual friend made a comment about Kavanaugh, so Bro went off on one of his misogynistic rants, and I replied to that friend.
Bro could see the comment, so whoop-dee-skip, he's instantly up for a fight, and is privately messaging me as well.
When his opener was ' You unblocked me? Who died?' and my answer was almost 'Not you unfortunately,' I realise I may be further from forgiveness than I thought. So I didn't answer at all.
Then last night I had a dream.
I was with a group of friends planning to visit a quite obscure but very beautiful part of England, people talking about extraordinary views. One friend in particular is someone I'm close to in real life, renowned for her level headedness and honesty. We did a bit of shopping, pretty shower curtains (why?) and then got back to my room, where there were two circular mosquito killing machines pouring out some kind of pesticide vapour into the air, but they were broken, and the stuff was everywhere, toxic, choking. One of the machines was on fire; it had a little message on it saying 'You are in danger.'
My honest friend dashed away out of the room into the air outside. I don't remember if I followed her or how we fixed it, but somehow it was all OK; even so I was yelling and moaning in my sleep, waking myself and my husband up.
Things calmed down. On of our cats insisted on sleeping on my pillow with me, something he has never done before. I woke up again to find poor puss puking down the side of the bed. All clean now, and Puss is fine, but a very rough night.
If dreams are a message from the subconscious then I think mine is just giving me a huge warning to stay away from Bro. It may not be his fault, it may be that my anger is much more extreme than I recognise. I can't think of any other poisonous situations in my life.
Sometimes the answer is just to get out of the room.
Bro could see the comment, so whoop-dee-skip, he's instantly up for a fight, and is privately messaging me as well.
When his opener was ' You unblocked me? Who died?' and my answer was almost 'Not you unfortunately,' I realise I may be further from forgiveness than I thought. So I didn't answer at all.
Then last night I had a dream.
I was with a group of friends planning to visit a quite obscure but very beautiful part of England, people talking about extraordinary views. One friend in particular is someone I'm close to in real life, renowned for her level headedness and honesty. We did a bit of shopping, pretty shower curtains (why?) and then got back to my room, where there were two circular mosquito killing machines pouring out some kind of pesticide vapour into the air, but they were broken, and the stuff was everywhere, toxic, choking. One of the machines was on fire; it had a little message on it saying 'You are in danger.'
My honest friend dashed away out of the room into the air outside. I don't remember if I followed her or how we fixed it, but somehow it was all OK; even so I was yelling and moaning in my sleep, waking myself and my husband up.
Things calmed down. On of our cats insisted on sleeping on my pillow with me, something he has never done before. I woke up again to find poor puss puking down the side of the bed. All clean now, and Puss is fine, but a very rough night.
If dreams are a message from the subconscious then I think mine is just giving me a huge warning to stay away from Bro. It may not be his fault, it may be that my anger is much more extreme than I recognise. I can't think of any other poisonous situations in my life.
Sometimes the answer is just to get out of the room.
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