u/fraggett_-_

Hello, this is my first post here. I’ve done some basic research on the dark shadow figure that appears in dreams, but I wanted to get some other perspectives. Since around 2012–2013, I’ve been having recurring dreams about a dark, faceless shadow figure. It has no face, and I’ve never been able to see one. It does have a voice, but it’s never the same voice. It always changes. The figure has never tried to physically harm me. However, for the first few years, it would repeatedly show me the same dream in which we were flying over the world, watching everyone live their lives as if I had passed away or never existed. In the beginning, the figure would tell me that it could sense I hated myself and felt worthless. It would then say that no one really cared about me, which is why people talked about me behind my back. This went on for a few years before the figure completely disappeared. It returned around 2016, and since then the dreams have changed. Now it just talks to me about normal things like life, technology, jobs, family, nothing harmful or threatening. Every so often in these dreams, which are now the only ones I seem to remember, we travel the world together, jumping from location to location like I’m on vacation, but somehow skipping through time. Then I wake up.

Hello this is my first post here. I’ve done some basic research on the dark shadow figure that appears in dreams but I wanted to get some other perspectives. Since around 2012–2013, I’ve been having recurring dreams about a dark, faceless shadow figure. It has no face, and I’ve never been able to see one. It does have a voice, but it’s never the same voice. It always changes. The figure has never tried to physically harm me. However, for the first few years, it would repeatedly show me the same dream in which we were flying over the world, watching everyone live their lives as if I had passed away or never existed. In the beginning, the figure would tell me that it could sense I hated myself and felt worthless. It would then say that no one really cared about me, which is why people talked about me behind my back. This went on for a few years before the figure completely disappeared. It returned around 2016, and since then the dreams have changed. Now it just talks to me about normal things like life, technology, jobs, family, nothing harmful or threatening. Every so often in these dreams, which are now the only ones I seem to remember, we travel the world together, jumping from location to location like I’m on vacation, but somehow skipping through time. Then I wake up.