I had a really disturbing dream early this week and I can't seem to shake it out of my mind. The subconscious has a weird way of working, that's for sure.
So here's the dream.
There was some sort of gathering/BBQ happening at my old house- family home. The only people I clearly remember being there was my brother Adam and the guy. It all seemed pretty chilled out and relaxed.
Everyone was outside and I was in the kitchen grabbing something. I turned around and the guy was right in front of me, he pushed me against the kitchen bench and told me he wanted to have sex with me and then cut me into pieces. He then kissed me and smiled.
I somehow had a moment to myself and I quickly grabbed a knife and ran to the bathroom to lock the door and hide.
Instantly, he turned up and forced the locked door open and asked me what I was doing. I'll leave out the graphics- but just say he started to sexually assault me, so I grabbed the knife I had hid up my top and shoved it into his arm. This was the part of the dream that was so real. I could feel the force of pushing the knife into his muscle and flesh, and then pulled it back out again. He simply smiled and said "You wouldn't dare do such a thing" and pulled out a much larger knife than the one I had.
I pushed past him and ran out the front door, straight to my next door neighbours. I banged on the door over and over, but nobody opened. Turn around and he is walking very casually in my direction.
When he got to me and grabbed my arm- I woke up.
It was so distinctly "him" in the dream- it was his voice, mannerism, face.. No room for question. Strange, that someone I have only met once, played such an intense role in my dream.
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