I'm pretty sure I know what this one means, so I'm not really asking for an explanantion, though feel free to give me your thoughts on it. Last night I had this somewhat disturbing dream. I should add I've been experimenting with different supplements at night to help make my dreams more vivid or lucid. My dreams are usually vivid already, and I can lucid dream a lot but I like pushing my boundaries and seeing how much fun I can actually have, so I've been taking vitamin B6 and B12 before bed and I've been having the most lifelike, weird dreams, that are not always pleasant. I wouldn't call them nightmares, though, more like adventures. Anyway, I tried this combo last night (wouldn't recommend it, I woke up feeling a little ill; lightheaded and tired): 6 caps of 1,305 mg Valerian, 3 60 mg Ginkgo Biloba's, and 1 10,000 mcg B12 (I ran out of B6, which I liked better). Here's the dream: My parents apparently hired a counselor of some sort to talk to me. He's sitting on the sofa in the living room so I reluctantly greet him. He doesn't say much to me, and I don't really want to talk to him, so I go upstairs and watch TV with my sister. I avoid him the whole time he's here and when I go downstairs again, I realize he left. I'm relieved, but I ask mom why he came at all if he wasn't going to talk to me or help me. She says he told her he should have prepared himself more, and I got the feeling he might come back another day. I help myself to a bowl of strawberry ice cream and start to feel really good and sick at the same time. I'm really enjoying the sweet creamy taste. As I eat it I start to realize how lightheaded I'm getting. I finish the ice cream and it comes to me that my parents have poisoned me. I get the idea they paid the guy to do it and put the poison in the ice cream. I feel myself getting tireder, and I realize that I'm dying. I become depressed and go to my Dad, sobbing: "Why? Why would you do this to me?" He just ignores me. Then I wake up. I think this dream was just a portrayal of how betrayed I feel by the way my parents raised me. Or maybe it goes deeper. Maybe I feel like they have killed me. Not physically, but emotionally. By brainwashing me with religion. By ignoring my physical health concerns. And my mental ones. By not accepting that my beliefs differ from theirs. By hitting me with a stick and a belt. By keeping me out of school so I didn't have any real friends and hardly know how to make them now. We get along, but I live my own life now. The scars are still there though, and they're open, too.
IMO it's control issues (self-esteem etc.) in regards to your parents manifested through familiar settings. Perhaps that was too obvious
The Dreaming is a place where anything can happen, and anything goes. The fact that your parents never accepted you for who you are should not keep you from going on. The poisoned ice cream could be interpreted as your parents disdain for the things you enjoy. I don't think that they would poison you physically, but you were dead on with the brainwashing religion and control issues. Take some time for yourself, try to maybe avoid contact with your family for a while until they can accept you for who you are. Eventually they will accept who you are. Time heals all. And also, before you feel betrayed by the way they raised you. Look at yourself. How have you turned out? Are you responsible, mature, and intelligent? A parent has one job only: to prepare their children for adulthood. Have your parents completed this job? I hate to admit it too sometimes, but I will always hate my parents for how they raised me, and I will always love them because of how I turned out. The only thing you can do is move on. Learn from the past, prepare for the future.
