Some of you know I am moving out and away from my husband. There has been a lot of tears shed and much thought about all of this. Twenty years is a long time to just give up but there comes a time when you realize that if you don't get out, you will never be happy.
I have had a lot of people ask me if he is violent and no he isn't but because of this I had a dream. Although it scared me really bad it was also comical.
I dreamt that I had moved out and my husband, Richard and 2 co workers saw me and started shooting me with guns but they were pellets. The pellets had penetrated my skin and I started yelling at him that, "This is no way to start working on our marriage". That is the comical part.
But the part that was painful for me was that he had turned my daughter against me. When I woke up, I told him about the dream and when I said about him turning Robbie against me he said, "That he doubted that was even possible."
Weird dreams.
