Dreaming Madness

I had two quite disturbing dreams this morning, neither of which, thankfully, had to do with my PhD applications.

They were about Elizabeth, the best therapist ever. Such sentiments are probably what caused the dreams. Unfortunately, I don't remember the first one. When I awoke from it, I went to the bathroom, disturbed, and then attempted a 6 am analysis before I went back to sleep. I was sure I wouldn't forget it.

But alas... When I awoke the second time, about five hours later, I was a little surprised to feel the tension from this second dream. This one, I remember. I was sitting in the waiting room for my appointment, but Elizabeth kept me waiting a little longer.

I got up and opened the door to see her in an embrace with this guy I used to know -- one of Erin's actor friends. I was immediately seized by intense jealousy. The rest of the dream was spent trying to figure out if I should still see her. I spoke with her, but she wasn't too interested in my feelings. So that's the dream. What's it all mean? Am I in love with my therapist? (Who isn't in some way?) Do I have this delusional idea that I am the only client of hers she really cares about (that would be in line with my being a leo)?Who knows what it means. This isn't the first time she's been in my dream. The other time was a few weeks ago and she was the mother of a 20-year-old guy who was married. She's not old enough to have a 20-year-old. I told her about that one and she said there might be some kind of transference going on. I've done all kinds of research on that, because I'm fascinated by the therepeutic relationship. But she said it might mean that I wanted her to be my mother. Well, if there was anything other than my therapist I would want her to be, it wouldn't be my mother. I have one already. There's definitely some transference going on. I'm gonna tell her about this latest dream and see what she says. Had to get that out. Off to bed.