Usually my anxiety dreams take a familiar form and follow a familiar plot, but last night's dream really showed my brain's creativity when it comes to expressing my general anxiety.
I dreamed I was getting married in two days. And I wasn't ready at all. And my fiance was the President of the United States. Yes, my beloved was none other than William Jefferson Clinton.
I was meeting with about 20 of his inner circle and I had to tell them that I wasn't ready for the wedding to take place. I hadn't mailed out the invitations. I hadn't picked out my dress. I wasn't even sure I should go through with it, I confided to the woman sitting closest to me.
In fact, I'd been looking for Bill all day and he was nowhere to be found.
I had a great feeling of angst, unease and impending doom. I was only about 60% sure the marriage was going to work. As for the wedding dress, due to my older age, I wasn't going to go with a traditional white wedding dress but was going to go with something in the "casually elegant" category. I wondered privately if I could find a dress at Macy's or elsewhere in time. And I wondered at the possible embarrassment to the nation I would cause if I bowed out of the marriage.
Waking up, I felt somewhat relieved to return to the more ordinary challenges of my life but the dream was pretty funny nonetheless.
Major anxiety dream
March 13th, 2012 at 01:13 pm
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Thriftorama- Indeed! That is a nightmare!
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