One for Freud for sure. Since I was 18 or so I've had dreams where my father is trying to kill me. Used to have them fairly frequently and have actually accidentally kicked and pushed bed partners in my thrashing about. I tend to wake myself up cursing him and saying come on ya bastard etc. it's right when we clash in the dream that I do that.

I've also punched things in these dreams. Broke a knuckle on my headboard in college. Have had sore knuckles a good few times too. I always seem to know somehow if someone is in the bed with me. I've never struck anyone directly. I usually sit bolt upright and throw a punch. Then wake up. Scared the hell out of some longer term girlfriends until i explained it.

Anyway the scenes are always different. He's aloof and quiet and i know somehow I'm going to be attacked. last night I dreamt he pulled up in a car to our old house and I watched him from a basement window. He got out of the car with a fishing rod and gear and I relaxed a little. Then he pulled a rifle out of the back seat and looked slowly towards me. Holy effing yikes...I woke up in a cold sweat on that one. Other times it's a knife or he tries to choke me. There are many variations. Killing me seems to be the common factor here.

So anyway this man and I have never had much of a loving relationship. He was authority and that was it. I think I suffered some emotional abuse as a kid and of course there was the occasional use of a belt.[not traumatized by that...it was common back then really] Mostly I resent the verbal abuse and cold unemotional feeling he gave off. There's a lot more but i'd need to write for weeks...

Well starting this thread was useless...this man is the root of my troubles. The story is long. Too complex to even begin. Anyway these dreams still occur several times a year. I wonder what provokes them? often i've tried to correlate what's going on in my life in relation to the dreams occurances. It must be something very subtle if anything at all. I can never draw any parallels in regards to stress, anxieties etc.

But they truly are frightening during and my rage is unfathomable. I had a bit of a temper years ago [late teens] but these dream rages when we're about to fight is so much more. It's a fight to the death and I'm ready to defend myself big-time. Would love to see how much adreneline is being pumped during those last few seconds of the dream!

Anyway my life has been tainted by this guy. m\Maybe in a loving environment I still would have had problems but perhaps not as complex and evolved as they became. This is all I can write on this...it's disjointed and unclear but so am I.

[unaluna]

I just wanted to say i'm glad more people are coming out with these nightmare stories. along with the other ones I wrote about, I would have the exact same nightmare every time I moved to a new apartment - and i've moved about 15 times as an adult, so it's not trivial! weird that it's always the exact same dream, and doesn't really have to do with moving, either.