Well, they're really shameful. But perhaps I could yada yada over those details a little, for my own sake. Just because you have a dream about something evil does not mean that you are evil...I tell myself lately lol. Well, in the dream, my mom was a saint. She was in sparkly light surrounded by a cloud of holiness. My dad was surrounded in darkness and anger. Then my dad started to act inappropriately towards me repeatedly. I wanted to tell my mom, but she was so holy, and I loved her. I could not find the words to express what was happening, as I did not know the nature of the acts specifically, I just knew something was wrong. Then I felt paralyzed and helpless. I was pacing around in a panic saying over and over "HOW AM I GONNA GET OUT OF THIS!!!! HOW? HOW? HOW?!!!!!!!" I was distraught. Then I woke up. Any advice is appreciated.