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so i've talked about this dream before in one of the alien subreddits, but i feel like i have more details now so i wanted to post this again and ask for insight. i had this dream about a stingray UFO that looked alive. it was huge and looked to be the size of multiple football fields. it was incredibly vivid and felt too strange to just be a regular dream, so i did research and there's reports of other people seeing the exact same thing i saw except in real life. there's drawing of it that look really close to what i saw. also, i found this youtube video of a nuclear physicist/U.S. navy veteran claiming he saw the exact same thing i saw in a real government base. i'll link that video and copy and paste what i had in my notes about the dream:

first i was on facetime with violet and meadow for some reason and we made plans to hang out and make up. we also all agreed to do shrooms. then for some reason, i decided to take the smallest amount of shrooms and it hit me so hard like immediately. i went to my dog and there were four white dogs that looked nearly like clones of her. i went and told my dad and we had to figure out which one was the real daisy. one had a short torso, one had a long torso, the other one looked off i forgot how. then we found real daisy under her bed in the breezeway. my dad was like "lets bring her somewhere that i'll know for sure its her" and we brought her to the backyard by the porch on the pavement. we were both kneeling on the ground looking at her and i told dad "yeah i think this is her" since the others looked and acted a bit off, but i could tell it was her. then we looked up at the sky and there was something in the sky, it looked like a huge portal at first, like an aerial thing. it had a white outline and you could see bright stars through it. it was coming from the direction of millys house and i remember my dad seeing it too and saying "holy cow, i can't believe it". idk it didn't look like an object or anything at first then it stopped nearly right above us. then it morphed a little and i realized it was a either like a spaceship or like a sentient thing. it looked like a string ray almost and it had bright blue eyes that were looking down right at us. i got super scared and grabbed my dads arm, i whimpered a little. everything started to fade away and i was grabbing my dads arm has hard as i could but i felt that slip away too. i started repeating to myself "i am loved" because i was so scared. i also remember feeling strong pressure on the left and right sides of my neck, going into my head a little. then i woke up.

it's also worth noting i did shrooms a week prior to this dream. i'm still trying to wrap my head around the meaning of this dream. i had interest in aliens and had some belief in them, but i'm definitely not an alien enthusiast. i was raised buddhist and meditation/spirituality has always been a big part of my life. i used to astral project when i was 14. i still have very accurate intuition, a few months ago i saw a vision that saved me and my friend from an awful car crash. this dream scared the shit outta me so badly i was scared to look out my skylight window when i woke up because i thought it'd be there. if anybody has any insight i'd really appreciate it!

so a new 7brew's opening in my area and i got accepted. i'm not gonna lie, i feel like the vibe was really weird at my interview. it was a group interview and the people seemed really bubbly, but it felt super forced. it felt like the interviewers were just as nervous as us. i know that 7brew hires based off personality, but i honestly didn't like the vibe so i decided to not suck up and be myself. somehow i got the job regardless and i'm second guessing working for 7brew. i'm very friendly, patient, and good with customer service, i'm just not the kinda person who can force myself to be energetic all the time. i don't mind having conversations with customers, i'm just not an extrovert. i'm ngl some of the things i see on tiktok about 7brew put me off, but then again, they're promotional tiktoks so i know they're only showing what they wanna show. so, is 7brew a good environment for chill people?

Location: Upstate New York

my dad strangled me last autumn over an energy drink. the situation was super dumb but i have really controlling parents. i was still 18 at the time, i bought a monster and put it in the fridge. my mom freaked out on me and we got into an argument on energy drinks. her argument was that they're bad for me, and my argument was that i'm 18 and i deserve autonomy + we have energy drinks from different brands in the fridge all the time. my dad got involved and agreed with my mom, he tried to snatch the energy drink from my hand and i resisted. i know it was just an energy drink at the end of the day but i was really stubborn. my mom started grabbing me. my dad got involved and strangled me while my mom poured it down the sink. it's pretty normal for them to put their hands on me. there often weren't any marks or just really minor marks, so the police wouldn't do anything while i was a minor, since it's not illegal to hit your kids here. i was really upset and called the cops.

when the cops arrived, i talked to this one guy who was really standoffish. i made it clear i didn't wanna press charges, i just wanted someone to tell my parents they couldn't hit me anymore. he seemed to be looking for a reason to think i was wrong. i was crying and telling him what happened, at one point i mentioned i couldn't move out and he tried to correct me but it failed really badly. eventually he softened up and he took me to his car. i was in the front seat of his car while he was writing the report. i told him when my dad strangled me, i couldn't breathe, but it wasn't hard or long enough to leave any marks. my dad had already admitted to it so he believed me, but he told me that choking and strangling may sound interchangeable, but they're two different things. he didn't elaborate. he was trying to lighten the mood by telling jokes but it was kinda weird. he asked me what my gender was and asked, "like, you're not a dog or a cat are you?" i understood the joke but i thought it was weird. when it came to my height and weight he told me he had to ask these questions. i answered "i'm 5'1 and 100 pounds" and he told me i weighed as much as his vest. ok whatever. but when i got the police report, strangulation was only checked off on one page. the first one was "Strangulation?" which was checked off as no. on the second page, it asked, "Strangulation or choking?" and it was checked off as yes.

so, what's the difference between strangulation and choking in New York? i tried to read up on it, but what happened seems to fit under the category of strangulation, not choking. i also read that strangulation is a felony, and it's actually not up to me whether i'd want to press charges, its supposed to end with arrest. i feel like the cop i talked to cut some corners because he didn't feel like making an arrest. i'm not sure though. also later on, i ended up being assaulted again by my dad which ended with me in the hospital. i had to talk to forensics and i was assigned a victims advocate. i do love my dad, but i really wish that someone would take action for me so that my family wouldn't blame it on me. like, i wish the cops could've actually done something without leaving it up to me. but honestly even if i wanted to press charges i don't think i had the option that night, they never actually asked me. was this situation handled correctly? sorry it's long.

this happened in my first year of college during my first semester. it's been a bit so i don't know why i'm thinking about it now, i'm just curious. i have panic disorder and tend to get mild panic attacks. i just start overthinking suddenly, then i get super nauseous and have two minutes to get to a bathroom before i throw up. i have to get accommodations for this and i'm expected to explain it a little to my professors when i give then my accommodation papers, so they all know.

i felt like my psychology professor was putting a lot of pressure on me. he was genuinely acting really weird, he'd call me out every single class and one day he used me as an example of how we needed exposure to get over our anxiety or whatever. he's usually nice but obviously was in a bad mood that day. i ended up talking to him about it and confiding that i was getting so stressed i was throwing up before all his classes. he was apologetic and said he understood why i felt that way. i didn't ask for this but he told me he was gonna bump up my grades. i thought it was super sweet and replied "aw that's really sweet" and he seemed to get kinda flustered. his eyes started darting around and he started over explaining himself. he said "no, because you're going through more than my other students and it'd be fair for me to bump up your grades, right?" i replied yeah thank you and we wrapped it up. after that he never called on me randomly at all.

after that, before one of my classes he pulled me aside and told me i didn't have to attend this class because of the topic. he was really close to me, kinda bordering my personal space and was also whispering really quietly, i had to say "what?" like twice. i asked what topic it was and he replied "mental health". i asked why that would bother me and he replied "oh no reason, i was just trying to be nice" and smiled at me. i thought it was strange since it's a psychology class. i would really hope mental health doesn't bother me as a psych major 😭

i remember asking one of my friends who was in that class and she told me she thought i was getting special treatment because i'm pretty. i also asked my dad and he told me that maybe the teacher has a crush on me. it was really strange my dad didn't even think that was weird to say but then again he's 67 years old so maybe things were different back then. i thought that was really gross i'm not gonna lie since my prof was a very grown man. i feel like i wouldn't have overthought this if the two people i asked didn't feed into my worries. so is this just normal in college? did i reply weirdly? maybe i'm just too nice and it invites people to be overly nice to me too? i also had this other professor who would ask me to stay after class so much that other students would look at me weird before leaving. he wasn't weird or anything he would just give me lots of unsolicited advice about my major. its just weird to me that i'm super quiet and i still get attention when i don't want it. sorry it's a bit long but any reply is appreciated!

so my psychology professor was teaching us how to study correctly. i forgot exactly what he said but i remember him telling us that whenever you see students outside the class, trying to cram in all the information before a test, it never works. he also said something about making correlations to remember stuff, and you have to study repetitively.

this isn't how i study at all, i still study really weirdly but i wanted to focus specifically in high school where i never actually studied. i have really good memory, but in highschool i never listened in class and talked a lot. i have adhd and i'm so horrible with zoning out. back then i had a brief understanding of how the brain works. i assumed that even if i wasn't listening in class, my unconscious mind was listening and i didn't actually have to pay attention. when it would come to tests, i'd usually stress out and realize that i literally know nothing about the subject, so i'd take the test using my "intuition". i assumed that my unconscious mind knew all the answers and would just pick the answer that felt right. i would focus on each letter answer on a multiple choice test, and on one of the answers, i would feel a pressure in the middle of my forehead so i'd just go with that answer. then when it came to written answers i'd always score horribly or just skip them. it's not completely accurate but i've never gotten below an 80% with this method.

i read about the unconscious mind really briefly as a kid but was unsure of the specifics. i don't think it's intuition in the esoteric sense but probably just my mind remembering information i didn't know i had. is my understanding of the unconscious mind at least somewhat correct? or do i just sound schizophrenic. thanks i'd appreciate any response