Interpreting trans dreams/nightmares

>>7294195
I'd say you're afraid that your parents would/ will try to make you present as something you're not instead of understanding and respecting the real you.

>>7294195
I imagine you're ashamed of your femininity.

>>7294350
I never thought of that im not sure if I am

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Back when I was 17 and was in denial, I had a dream about being in an epty school with a girl uniform and I went into the girl's bathroom, all the lights in the school were turned off, but it was clearly a sunny day outside. It didn't feel unnatural at all and I didn't even realize that I'm actually a guy IRL, I was just a normal girl there.

Then when I was sitting in the toilet (doing nothing, just thinking or something) and suddenly I felt a massive pressure and infinite despair that I can't even describe, and ran off crying extremely badly and screaming "I'm a girl, I'm a girl!"

Then I woke up and I was never the same.

I will never forget that dream in my entire life. It hurt me really, really badly.

>>7294639
Sounds like a straight forward expression of dysphoria. So terrified of admitting you're a guy? Or worse a tranny? A boy in the girls' bathroom?

>>7294720
I always toyed with the idea of being a girly guy, and that I can be either manly or feminine, so I wasn't terrified of anything. At that point in life I also considered that I'm a tranny but in the end I "realized" I'm not. But yeah after that dream things were never the same.

>A boy in the girls' bathroom?
Maybe you are onto something. For some reason I think I will never have the courage to go to the girl's bathroom even if I end up passing 101%. There's just something about it...

I had a dream that I was a girl and hoped that my entire life beforehand was just a bad dream. That I was just in a coma or something. And even if I was in a coma then, that my real, comatose, body would never wake up. Just so that I could live in a fake world where I knew nothing. All so that I'd be a girl. I'm at the point where I'd rather be comatose forever if it just meant I could, in some way, stay a girl. I remember thinking, "I know this is a dream." I also remember thinking, "I really don't want this to be a dream." Which was followed by thoughts like, "Maybe this is my real life!" or "Maybe I went to sleep in this world and lived an alternate life in a dream!"

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I fought hard against an okd witch. I defeated her and managed to steal some magic to turn myself into a woman. However, she cast a curse on me that would strike at midnight. I sat in a chair at home and sweated, waiting for midnight. Nothing happened.

Years later, I lived in a small isolated house with my daughter. We were happy. My daughter told me there was someone at the front door. It was the old witch. I told my daughter to play in her room. I opened to door and let the witch in, pleading to let us go; our fight was already over. But the witch raised her finger and my stomach hurt and started swelling. I was pregnant with a boy.

My therapist said that this could be me failing to run away from my past.

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I was an agent in an organization. While on mission, I got turned into a woman and was kicked out. I found a husband and lived in poverty. My husband and I gathered our savings and tried to start a business in the underworld. I remained stoic at first, but later had to use my femininity to convince the mafia boss to sponsor us. My husband got me pregnant. I ran through an obstacle course for exercise, but I sat down tired, and I looked down at my belly, saddened about the body I lost. My husband and I workes hard to build our casino. He lifted beams and built while I killed people and scrubbed floors. He started to have misgivings about all the danger and killing, so we promised that we would sell the casino after we had enough money for our children. In time, our casino was a lively red Chinese casino, with all the things gangsters could want, places to do business, drugs, weapons, negotiations, good times. I don't remember if I was still pregnant by then.

I have a lot of dreams where I'm a biologically female girl having PIV sex, and that's literally all there is to it. Just me and some generic cute boy making love in indie film lighting. They're absolutely wonderful, pleasurable dreams, but I always wake up feeling like shit.

My family are fundamentalist christians, who in all likelihood will disown me if they find out about my faggotry. In the dream, I'm getting ready for church on Sunday morning. I go to put on my clothes, and instead of my usual clothes, I find a black dress, black heels, white stockings, and some makeup. I put all of it on, and go to church like that. Everyone is freaked out, yet is too shocked to do anything, and I feel amazing.

>>7294195
>I wasnt in the dream persay
>persay

per se*

Get your shit together. It's annoying and makes you look dumb.

I pretty much am always a girl in my dreams, and I'm always scared to look in mirrors in my dreams because spooky things happen in dream mirrors. One time I had a dream I was walking through a frozen solid house, hearing two voices just narrate everything I did. Whenever I was passing through the bathroom I ducked to avoid seeing the mirror and one of the voices asked "why doesn't he look in the mirror?" And the other answered "because he's afraid he might see his own ghost and realize he's already dead" and so as a challenge to my dreams narrators I stood up to straight to see the mirror and in it I saw a dead female body with milk white eyes wide open, lying in a field, and then I woke up. It was p spoopy. It also made me start crying whenever I woke up

So, I had a dream that where I woke up one morning as a girl. As though my whole life had been that of a normal female's and it wasn't anything special.

I had an okay apartment--not great, but enough. I had some cute clothes and a nice wardrobe and I was a student at this nice art school.

I went clubbing and stuff, but otherwise, I was a normal, everyday girl who happened to be a pretty good Art Student.

This dream was years ago, but it's still one I remember quite vividly and look upon fondly.

>>7294195
Means you're obviously not trans you idiot..