anniversary dreams

our one-year commitment anniversary was this weekend. i've been helping dave with getting a job, and also seeing dr. r again. i read an article about a girl with eating disorders and an object relations analysis of her case for bobby's class. it was very enlightening to think about how the mother and father, and their troubled relationship, worked to create conflict and anxiety in the girl.

dream 1.
i was driving in a car along the subway lines in queens with dave in the back and someone else in the front. we were trying to reach marie, dave's boss, to tell her something. (dave also dreamt he was telling marie about what she's really like, how annoying and controlling she is.) there was an earlier dream but i forgot what it was.

dream 2.
i had a boyfriend who i really liked, but was kind of young. he had an older brother who looked exactly like him who kept hitting on me. because they looked so much alike it almost felt like it might make no difference if i went for him instead. the difference between the was my boyfriend was sort of wimpy and young. but i was definitely not going for the older guy. then it turned out the boyfriend was a scientologist. i went to a meeting with him and everyone started fellowshipping afterwards. the boyfriend had no idea how annoyed i was, espcially about waiting for him so we could go home.

i went downstairs and on the way tried to call dave, but i got the wrong Dave, who aske me if I would describe myself so he could figure out who i was. i just hung up on him and i went through my cell address book to try and call the real dave. the call didn't happen. so when i got downstairs, i started gathering leftover desserts and surreptitiously giving away all these books they gave me. he finally came down, and it was hinted he would reach the upper levels already, called the "life cycles." all these icoc people were there who were also scientologists and they were ooh aahing when this senior person told the boyfriend that "one day" he would be in the life cycles.

then i saw this guy from my job who i really like, but he had MS and was walking around in crutches looking gangly and horrible. i gave him a big hug, and when he went somewhere else to hug people i cried and sobbed. meanwhile the boyfriend was still clueless about what i had seen and tried to comfort me. i was so MAD that he was a scientologist, and was relieved to see my real boyfriend dave, the atheist, waking me up. i told him i was so HAPPY he wasn't a scientologist !!