In my dream of this morning, I was with my Japanese family. My mom was driving a gigantic huge bus. My brother was a passenger inside the bus. I was not a passenger. I was running in front of the bus, guiding my mom on the direction. I got rid of any obstacles on the road so that the bus would not get damaged or troubled. I was a great supporter for the bus, but unfortunately nobody noticed my hard work.
When the bus reached at the final destination, my brother got out from the bus and gave me a handful of pencils. I was not happy for the gift. I expected more from him for my hard work. I expected him to say “thank-you” to me, but he didn’t show his appreciation to me.
My dad was not in the bus. He was standing at the destination. He found me and came up to me. Then, he shot me in my right thigh with his gun. I didn’t die. I didn’t feel any pain. My dad was smiling. I asked him why he did so. He said he did to support me. I didn’t understand what he meant.
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It was unusual dream. My mom, in the real life, never drove any vehicles. She never had a driver’s license. She never even rode a bicycle. But in the dream, she was very good at driving such a huge bus. According to the dream interpretation, the ability of being able to driving a huge bus represents a great leadership. It makes sense to me. One of my mom’s strong points were being a great leadership. She was good at leading people and bundling them in one group. I was supporting my mom, by secretly supporting her mentally.
As for being shot by a gun by Father, the dream interpretation dictionary says the dream warns the dreamer of lacking communication with their family members. This dream also indicates the dreamer has been suffering from some traumas from Father in their childhood. The traumas could be the father’s ordering this and that in their childhood.
It seems that the dream simply reflects my inner-traumas.
All in all I think I am still in the recovering and grieving process of losing my mom.
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