[xhauntedcrimson]

I don't have them very often.. but I find that I have dreams where a unidentified man is raping/attempting to rape me. I always wake up really distressed after them. Is there a reason I may be having these dreams? I know there is a chance something happened to me as a child. There was a man who was a child molester, and according to my mom I spent a lot of time over at his house, because no one knew about it. I hardly remember any of my childhood, so I can't say for certain. Do these dreams mean anything? Or are they normal to have?

[(JD)]

They could be from distorted memories of something that caused you great fear when you were very young. It could also be that you are feeling very vulnerable right now for some reason, maybe revolving around a male person?

[AlmendraLife]

Well, I used to have nightmares constantly of getting raped and tortured when it wasn't remembered well and was pretty much getting to become a blackout. I've heard it has something to do with our memory attempting to black it out, hence our brain undergoes it or something of such an act or similar, during dreams, instead of remembering it as a reality.

[christa]

I often have a similar dream, that I am alone in a house and i have a sense that someone is going to break into the house and kill me. I am unable ,in the dream, to operate a phone and get help. I have mentioned this dream to a therapist before and he thought it had something to do with my underlying defense mechanism. I am socially phobic and I avoid most interactions, the dream was a metaphor of my difficulties and fears.

[flipchart]

i had a similiar dream about a spree killer with two long pigtails and a machine gun trying to hunt me down. my therapist suggested the killer was a suppressed part of my own personality that i am afraid of. in fact i think he was talking about my anger and rage that slowly came to the surface in the following weeks and months of my therapy.

last night i dreamed about being raped by two guys. actually i wasn't really raped but pinned down on the bed under these two guys who then had sexual intercourse. My first thought was that i must have been sexually abused as a girl and have totally suppressed any memory of it. another idea is that i am probably afraid of my own sexuality, my life force that might help me in my fight against depression...

well, who knows.