I had a dream that greatly effected my world for a little while.

At the time, my husband was working swing shift, and I was working day. We never saw each other, and I was getting very lonely. Anyway, I started to get a crush on a guy at work. One night I had a dream that he (my co-worker) was over at my house, but it was my Grandmother’s house (she raised me). We (co-worker and myself) were down in the basement where my old room used to be. We were talking and kissing.

In my dream, I told him that I loved him. He just shook his head “no” and kissed me more. I remember him telling me that he loved me, but that he loved his fiancee more. I told him that I understood.

Then I heard my husband. He was upstairs in my Grandmother’s kitchen, talking to a man I had never met. He was very drunk and yelling about how I had better not be cheating on him because I was his wife.

I went upstairs, told my husband to shut up and go home. I then walked my co-worker out the door, downstairs. I told him that I would see him tomorrow. As I was outside, I looked up and I could see my husband in the window, crying. I felt such sadness for him.

When I woke up, this dream effected me so much that I pressured my husband into finding another job—on the day shift. He has, and I have never had another dream like that again. I often wonder what this dream meant. And why it effected me so much. 

—Anonymous, Age 21, Female, Married, Spokane, WA, USA

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