Ha! The last thing anyone wants to read about are another person's dreams, amirite? It's like, what's next, I'm going to tell you about each of my cats in detail (sorry cat owners)? Describe my moles? My kids' poop schedule? But my dreams have been really moving to me and I just wanted to share them somewhere. I figure no one here will judge me too harshly, if indeed anyone is even tempted to click by the thread title. Background: my best friend/trigger crush and I are no longer speaking after going through a two month long "breakup" (posted about on my "The sad ending to my trigger crush" thread). So naturally I've been dreaming about her. The first dream was about losing her friendship. I dreamed I was Jessica Jones (I look a TINY TINY TINY bit like her---like I'm the 4.5 version if she's a ten) and I'd lost Trish Walker, who in the dream looked like my best friend. I looked everywhere, and got increasingly panicked. She was nowhere to be found and, like Jessica would be, I was manfully trying to deal with my increasing desperation by beating people up and drinking bourbon. (I actually do box and drink too much whiskey, heh.) (If you haven't watched JJ, it's really quite good. Not Orphan Black good but close.) The second dream was far more interesting--it was about my despair that I cannot interest my friend sexually. We were in some kind of huge apartment and could not leave. There were other people there, and at first it seemed like she, I, and another hot woman were going to get together. *oh yeah* But then she abruptly started focusing on the other woman, making out with her and ignoring me. Distressed, I started listing off my good qualities, trying to get her to notice me. She turned around briefly to compliment my shoulder muscles and then turned back to the woman. In the dream, I suddenly decided that I must become a transman. I began the transformation, growing larger muscles and arms, cutting my hair, etc. I even distinctly remember practicing walking in a different way, and feeling bereft when I could not stop my hips from swaying. I think I woke up at that point. It was fascinating, you guys. I've never had a dream or fantasy about being a man or becoming one. Although I'm secure in my gender orientation, it was a very interesting and intense experience. I wonder if the rise in expressing alternative genders in society will cause people to have more ideation about switching genders, in the way that I'm sure the rise in expressing different sexualities has caused more people to have same-sex ideation even if they are straight. Who knows! Anyway, thank you for letting me post this here. I hope you guys are having a good Sunday.