I’ve been having the same dream ever since I was in elementary school. I do not remember exactly what grade I was in when I first had the dream, but it has been a part of my life for a really long time. My dream would always start off with me being at home with the whole family. I would have a clear view of what everyone in my family is doing. I am not invisible in the dream because my siblings and parents would give me the type of look that shows they are paying attention to me as if I am a part of the family’s conversation. However, when I try to speak, no sound or words comes out of my mouth. To give you a better example, try to imagine one of those black and white olden day films. They produce all sorts of movements, but you do not hear a word when you se them talk with one another. Going back to my dream, my family does not recognize that I cannot make a sound because they would just continue on the conversation as if me not having a voice is not out of the ordinary. I moved from room to room to see if any body else notice that I do not have a voice, but they would just act normal. I would even make hand gestures as I point to my mouth and throat, but all they would do is smile and look away. After trying so many times to get my family to notice my problem, I would give, up and just stand around looking helplessly. Eventually, I tried to fit in with the family, and ignored the fact that I cannot speak a word. I never remember the ending because my dream would always get interrupted by a phone call or alarm.
I have never really given my dream a lot of thought, but Jung made me understand that there is a reason why I keep having the same dream over and over again. I come to realize that my dream is a reflection how I truly feel inside. I come from a family of nine, and I am the youngest one. Since I am the youngest one, I feel that no one ever listens to me. Of course, they would hear the words coming out of my mouth, but I feel that they do not understand how I feel, and do not take my words into consideration. They feel that just because I am the youngest one, my voice in certain topics is not important. I have grown very close to my three siblings Tevy, Soryya and James. We have grown close because we are the four youngest and has many things in common. However, my much older siblings and mother do not allow me to voice what is on my mind. When they do allow me to do so, they would tell me I am too young and still have a lot to learn. Before I was to interpret my dream, I was fascinated with getting tattoos on my body, but did not try to analyze too much about it. However, as I analyzed my dream, I come to realize that I put art on my body because it represents who I am on the inside and out. Since I feel like I have a voice, I allow my tattoos to do the talking for me. I do realize that the more tattoos I have, the more I feel like I have a voice. It is a bit creepy on how things connect with one another, but it also amazes me because the way that I am currently thinking is out of this world.
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