This dream was very intense as well and also very vivid. One other thing that you need to know about me is that I work in a profession where my appearance and attitude is everything so the part about my instructor is referring to, what I think is, my underlying fear of not being good enough.
I was with N when I was kidnapped and forced into a relationship with an older, very large, poor hygiene man. This man also took my three dogs but later dumped them out in the middle of the woods hundreds of miles away from me. I didn’t know how much time had passed but he was entering me in some sort of competition; I was getting ready with a man my kidnapper put in charge of me, when I walked out of the bathroom and said I’m done. I am breaking up with him and I am done being here, then I just walked out. The man said ‘d regret this but I just stuck my tongue out at him because I remembered what my instructor said about always being professional even when you’re not at the office. I figured flipping him off would make me look bad. I ran down the stairs and into the auditorium where, to my horror, my kidnapper had my twitter page up on the screen and was talking about how bad of a person I am and that I left him because he was fat. I ran on stage and said he kidnapped me and that everything he was saying was a lie. N came and gave me a hug and asked where the girls were…”they were gone…the other men released them into the woods far away.” I said to him. Flash forward and I am hiking with a friend telling my story. N and I broke up because of the pain of losing the girls, this is when my friend said “what if they just appeared here lol” and they did. All three of them came trotting along towards me. It had been five years, N had already settled down with someone else, but I found the girls and I was at least happy for that.
Thanks for reading! As always, what do you think?