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Broken By A Dream

Broken By A Dream

I know I have been here before, I’ve had bad dreams before, reoccurring dreams that in some way get you every time.  But this one is beyond reoccurring, it tortures in a way that messes with the mind.  I know that I am not the only who suffers from these, I have read many recovering alcoholics write or talk of the same dreams, feel the same pain, anguish and guilt.

When I dream in this way the guilt runs through me hard, when I first wake I can’t get my head around the true reality, usually within minutes I can get my head around it, not today though.

These dreams, dreams where I see myself drinking, alone or with others, but nonetheless drinking, where in the dream there is a moment of realisation and then the guilt hits, that is usually when I wake.  In waking it’s like the dream continues, it hard to tell the difference between the dream and reality.

I used to get these fairly regularly, every couple of months or so, but in the last year I have only suffered from one of these, that was some months ago, over the years they come less and less, generally easier to deal with too.

Before I have even got up and walked around my room and even the house to check that there are no empty bottles, no evidence that the dream was actually real.  Once I have satisfied myself it was all a dream the guilt and the sense of panic goes.  For a while I may feel guilty, like I’ve thrown it all away, but usually within minutes this subsides, I get my head straight and carry on to face the day.

But not today.

The early panic hit when I awoke from my dream. But this was different, I couldn’t shake the feeling that although I may not have drank last night, but that I had definitely drank at some point during the last seven and half years.  Though in my heart I know that I haven’t, that I haven’t thrown anything away, my mind kept telling me I had.

After a while it all settled down, I seemed to get my head straight and move on, as before.  Then I got up to get ready for church, I stood in the shower and all of a sudden I couldn’t breathe, I was so short of breath, my chest was pounding and everything went numb.  I have had panic attacks before, I know how they feel, but never this severe, this relentless, I stood paralyzed beneath the running water, I couldn’t move, only struggle for breath and cry.

Eventually, I got myself out of the shower, but I was shaking, I don’t know how long I was in there, must have been at least ten minutes.  But the panic attacks kept coming in waves, I would struggle for breath, cry for a while and then it cleared, only to follow the same cycle.

I forced myself out of the house and on empty legs made it to Church.  During the walk, the panic kept coming, not as severe, but bad enough.

Then once I got there, I just stood there shaking, until someone spoke to me.  From that point onwards, I couldn’t control it, I couldn’t breathe again, I broke down to my friend Richard and explained it all.  We went to one of the quiet rooms upstairs to talk about it and gradually I began to calm down and come back around.  Over the course of the morning, I spoke with Richard and few close friends, ones that know and understand my story and also know of these dreams, they all offered prayers and support.

It’s hard to explain these dreams and feelings to others that have no experience or reference point to compare.  The killer is the guilt, it makes me feel like I’ve let everyone down, like I failed myself and in turned failed my friends and the Lord Himself.

I can put my hand on my heart and swear I have not touched a drink since Thursday 29th March 2012, for two thousand, seven hundred and forty seven days, I have kept the beast at bay.

Today it did not want to stay caged anymore, if it couldn’t make me drink,
it was out to destroy my mind, my heart and my faith.

I’m working it all out, I’m gradually getting my head around it, it was after all just a dream, but I guess it has triggered something deeper inside.

I feel for too long I’ve held everything within, I know I have in my own way been struggling for at least twelve months, I’ve tried to push through on my own, without bothering anyone else, but you can only push so far alone.  Today I think was the day when it all had to come out.  A few things have been troubling me over the summer, I’ve tried to deal with them and just get on with it, but I think today it all became too much, today it hit the surface.

I have friends coming over later to chat, friends I know I can be genuine with, explain it all, they probably know my story, my fears and my struggles better than anyone else, they know of my past experience with these dreams, I know this can only be a good thing.

I haven’t written too much in the way of stories or articles in the last year or so, I have put all my hurt and struggle into my daily poems, but never fully addressed them.  In a poem I can touch on a subject without getting into explanations, maybe I hide behind them sometimes, but I write them with a truthful heart, sometimes with the pain, sometimes the hope and sometimes the fear, but I still understand I have been hiding and now is the time to stop, to be honest.

In being honest, I know I will help myself deal with this guilt and maybe help others understand that maybe they aren’t the only ones that feel this way too.

I started this blog exactly seven years ago today, maybe the time is right to get back to what I started to do when I began this blog, talk about exactly how I feel.  I’m going to continue with the daily poems, but I am also going to start writing like this again too, maybe once a week, maybe once a month, but I am definitely going to write more and deal with my feelings again.

Time to stop hiding.

THE HURT AND THE HEALER by MERCYME
Why?
The question that is never far away
The healing doesn’t come from the explained
Jesus please don’t let this go in vain
You’re all I have
All that remains

So here I am
What’s left of me
Where glory meets my suffering

I’m alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I’ll fall into Your arms open wide
When the hurt and the healer collide

Breathe
Sometimes I feel it’s all that I can do
Pain so deep that I can hardly move
Just keep my eyes completely fixed on You
Lord take hold and pull me through

So here I am
What’s left of me
Where glory meets my suffering

I’m alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I’ll fall into Your arms open wide
When the hurt and the healer collide

It’s the moment when humanity
Is overcome by majesty
When grace is ushered in for good
And all our scars are understood
When mercy takes its rightful place
And all these questions fade away
When out of the weakness we must bow
And hear You say it’s over now

I’m alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I’ll fall into Your arms open wide
When the hurt and the healer collide

Jesus come and break my fear
Awake my heart and take my tears
Find Your glory even here
When the hurt and the healer collide

Jesus come and break my fear
Awake my heart and take my tears
Find Your glory even here
When the hurt and the healer collide

Jesus come and break my fear
Awake my heart and take my tears
Find Your glory even here

The Dream – Genesis 40:5-8

The Dream – Genesis 40:5-8

Last night I dreamt I drank again
Stole the wine and hid it away
In solitude I drank three jars
And hid the empty vessels again
I lied to those around me
Denied I had stole or drank the wine
As the disgrace and guilt arose
But was this all just a dream
I couldn’t tell as I awoke
Through the day I felt so guilty
Dream or coming reality I couldn’t tell
Lord tell me it’s all a dream
None of this will come to pass
All this belongs to the old me
Not the one who rose again
These dreams darken my being
Makes the guilt stronger than my hope
Lord tell me none of this vision
Will ever awaken again

Genesis 40:5-8

Genesis 40:5-8

Drinking Dreams

From time to time, like most people, I have quite vivid dreams. Some just strange, some fairly normal (not many) and some with reoccurring themes. There’s nothing strange about that, this is I guess fairly normal for most people.

Just one dream haunts me now, only a few months ago I remember thinking that I hadn’t experienced this dream in a long time, in the previous five years it had been one of those bad reoccurring dreams, that left me frozen. But now I remember thinking that if this dream had passed into memory them I have made another significant step in recovery from my alcohol addiction.

Then just a few days later it came back.

The worst thing about this reoccurring dream is the immense feeling of guilt, when I wake it leaves me confused, stunned and filled with guilt and sorrow.

In these dreams I see myself having innocently taking a drink of alcohol, it doesn’t matter if it is just a sip or a skin full, as soon as I see that image in my mind and there within the dream I experience a mass of guilt and then immediately I wake and that guilt stays.

I wake in a state of complete confusion, not knowing if the guilt is real, I’m cold inside, frozen, I believe I’ve lost it all. Sometimes I even have to look around my room to check the evidence of drinking is not there, looking for the glass or bottle that I have just seen myself drink from, I search for it to make sure it was just a dream.

It can take a while to come to the realisation that this is only dream, trying to get back to sleep, still shaking from the overriding guilt is hard. The last thing you want is to drift back into the same dream, but at the same time you need the peace that sleep can bring, I hate these dreams, they are my nightmares.

You would say that a night,are would generally involve a monster of some kind chasing after you, in my dreams the monster is me, that part of my past that will probably always chase me. I had hoped I had ran far enough away for it not to catch and chase me anymore, but it is still there, my monster is still chasing, but I am determined that it will never catch me.

It can try to take in my sleep, but it won’t get me in my life.

I was given the strength by God to resist, that strength I will carry with me always, if I choose to, and I do.

Psalm 46:1-3

Psalm 46:1-3

Dreams will always come and go in life, but God doesn’t, He never leaves.

OF MEN AND ANGELS by THE ROCKET SUMMER
Stop the press, everything’s a mess
You can look alive, but you are not at rest.
And i-ideas are flowing through your head
A million miles an hour while lying in your bed
A lucid life you never thought you’d lead
Are you working everyday?
Are you working just to bleed?
I know

You’re staring at the names of the famed that are dipped in gold
The feeling you deserve what you’ve heard
But it doesn’t go that way

Oh, the tongues of men and angels
I speak but lack love.
Oh, love, will I stab you in the back?
Working everyday,
I’m afraid I forgot to show what’s most important: love

Here I am, dear Lord, tasting hints of fame
And I don’t want it anymore
If it’s not you that I gain
Wanna fall at your feet
Don’t wanna fall from your peace
I understand

Have you ever been the man that just ran
When you knew that God was talking?
Have you ever heard his voice through the noise
But just let it go away?

Oh, the tongues of men and angels
I speak but lack love.
Oh, love, will I stab you in the back?
How can I go with mine instead of yours
When yours is always right
I’m sorry just pour into me love

Here I am, dear Lord, tasting hints of fame
And I don’t want it anymore
If it’s not you that I gain
Wanna fall at your feet
Don’t wanna fall from your peace
I understand

A heart at rest is harder now
Don’t let it go away
A hard earned pay, a hard earned pain
Right now they’re just the same
What’s the use, why work so hard
When it’s not what you crave
When what you need is: love.

Here I am, dear Lord, tasting hints of fame
And I don’t want it anymore
If it’s not you that I gain
Wanna fall at your feet
Don’t wanna fall from your peace
I understand

Here I am, dear Lord, tasting hints of fame
And I don’t want it anymore
If it’s not you that I gain
Wanna fall at your feet
Don’t wanna fall from your peace
I understand

Dreams – Genesis 40:5-8

Dreams – Genesis 40:5-8

I’ve dreamed for much
And dreamed for little
Some make sense
Many so unbelievable
Will any come true?
Will I touch the vision?
Or is it all just in my mind?
To be lost to the pillow
So I take them to the Father
Pray upon their image
To hear of His word
To clarify my dreams
In Him I will find
All the truth that will be
So for now I will carry on
And have the courage to dream

Genesis 40:5-8

Genesis 40:5-8

Where White Fades To Black

Where White Fades To Black

Once my dreams
Were filled with colour
But now I only see them
In black and white
Will soon this white
Fade to the black
Another dimension lost
Soon there will none at all
My dreams become my prayers
For in heaven there’s another dimension
In heaven there’s abundant colour
I call to the Father to see my dreams
To hear my prayers
To turn the black to great light
To breathe life into the dying
So there will come a day
My dreams will live
And my hands will be empty no more

Hopes And Dreams

Hopes And Dreams

Are my hopes
Just dreams I’ve wrapped around my heart
Will they be touchable
Or just distant thoughts
All rolling around inside my mind
Intertwined with the pain of the past
Still You say to me to trust in You

“Hold onto my hopes
Believe in my dreams
None have withered
None yet have died”

All are prayers
To be answer at the time
Of the Father intentions
Not at the deadlines
Set by my heart

The Dream

The Dream

I’ve seen it
Night after night
In my dreams
All I need is simple courage
To just take a hand
And all will become new
Yet when morning comes
And I see it all there just as my dreams
My finger tips long to reach a hand
Still I walk on by
Defeated by eternal fear of rejection
The pain rises with the sun
To wear off with the day
I’ll see it once again this night
And repeat this pain again
A vision I pray for
A vision of hope I hold to
Still this fear inside
Rules my life
I walk defeated by my pride
So before I slumber
I close my eyes
I pray to You my Lord
Bring my dreams back to life
To erase this fear
Rebuild these ruins
To a fortress of love
Brought to life under Your light
Tonight I’ll dream
In the morning I’ll wake
I just pray it won’t be the same

Dream The Dreams Of Salvation (Joel 2:28)

Dream The Dreams Of Salvation (Joel 2:28)

We pray Holy Spirit come
Pour out over us
We the faithful
We who believe
Bring us the wisdom of Your spirit
Give us eyes that we may see
Visions for the kingdom
Let us dream the dreams of salvation
And see it come to pass
A world that stands so lost
One day will find it’s way in You

Joel 2:28

Joel 2:28

This Hope Inside (Psalm 130:5)

This Hope Inside (Psalm 130:5)

Dreams and prayers
I Place in Him
This hope inside
Built by His word

And as days pass
I wait for Him
Overcoming each one
With the strength He gives

So here I am my Lord
My whole being awaits
And my heart rejoices
As I hold to Your word

Psalm 130:5

Psalm 130:5