lice, a futon bed, exhaustion

[thewritingmommy]

I don’t remember much about the dream except that I felt that my family and my peers were making fun of my parenting skills, and my daughters had lice. It felt so gross and I was humiliated. Finally at the end of the dream I stood up for myself and walked away with my children. Throughout the dream, which took place at my mother’s long time home in Ft Worth (mom’s been dead since 2001) I had mattresses with me, like futons. Everywhere we went, which included a hospital, doctor’s office, mom’s house, and a park with green rolling hills, we had these huge futon beds with us. The feelings I took from the dream were humiliation at the lice and being taunted, anger at the way I was being treated, and exhaustion