First dream about concealed carry

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Sorry for it being so long, but it was a long dream.

I live in Wisconsin where I can't concealed carry but last night I had a dream that I did have the right to carry concealed. I was at my church and I was carrying my Glock 22 underneath my suit coat and I went down this stairwell that does not exist in real life and there was this guy down there and there was this kid that I knew was not his kid down there with him, I knew nothing in this situation was on the up and up so I left there and called the police and then I went back to try and get the child away from him before anything bad happened. I told him that he did not belong there and neither did the child and I had just called the police.

The child got out of there and when that happened he got very agitated and started to advance on me in the stairwell. This part was scary because he was probably 6' 7" and 300 pounds. He was huge and he was advancing towards me telling me how I had made a huge mistake and how I was going to regret it. I put my hand on my Glock underneath my coat and told him to stop advancing towards me. He did not stop, I drew my Glock and said stop or I will be forced to defend myself, at this point I chambered a round and he started to swear and advance faster.

I retreated with him following me down the hallway. He kept following and I was getting more nervous about the whole situation because it was going south fast. He said something to me I don't remember and I said something like stop or I will be forced to defend myself. At this point the dream stopped and it flashed forward to like a month later at church and I was walking down the hall and they were talking about how I shot and killed that man. They were all judging me and saying I should have never even been able to carry or I should have shot him in the foot or other things that make no sense in real life.

During this whole dream I was scared for my life. I thought it was real, thats the way that my dreams are. What do you all think about this?
 
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As a psychology major, I can say it's purely a reflection of your fears. Sometimes people jump to conclusions thinking a dream is a message from beyond the grave or some weird crap, but it really isn't.

I think you're worried you'll be forced into a situation where you'll have a legitimate reason to defend yourself with deadly force, and then the peace-loving anti-gun group will judge you because of it.

No worries.
 
As a psychology major who loves talking tongue-in-cheek, I'd have to say that the manifest content is rife with expressions of an unresolved Thanatos dilemma. The gigantic child is a representation for your view of the society in which you live: dim-witted, immature, aggressive, etc. The man at the base of the stairs with the child? The child is not his, but he is stuck with it. The child embodies the group dynamic id impulses, ones by which the stranger is constantly hounded. You do not recognize him, but that stranger with the child was actually yourself! The other you, the active one, was your superego. Your handgun, surprisingly, was the ego! In this case, your superego was insufficient to deny the id impulses of aggression and the fear drove you to kill. Of course, you repressed the actual fatal confrontation; your psyche couldn't handle bringing that much anxiety into consciousness, so you were left with the second closest scenario, the guilt brought on by facing the consequences. Your unconscious is attempting to tell you that you must develop a stronger superego.

What's really going on here? You're anxious, you've got somethin' else jumpin around in that skull of yours, and the dreams are reflecting that. Just last night I had a dream that my airsoft gun suddenly was a REAL one, and I accidently killed a few people (but no one had realized it yet). I woke up and seriously thought that it was real... thank goodness, it wasn't, it was just a reflection of the huge amount of anxiety/stress I've been going through... that's the ol' latent content!

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Oh yeah, I forgot: your handgun is a penis. You reject (kill) the oppresive societal values with your representation of masculinity.
Freud would be pissed if I left that part out.
 
the other night i dreamed i was in a gun store and bought a factory fresh mp5 for $800. no taxes, no waiting period, no "conversion."

was pretty bummed when i woke up.
 
don't worry - I had bad dreams for the first year of carrying concealed....

seems recently they've ended. I don't know what ended them... but I dream about other things these days.... like beautiful women surrounding me in a tub of champagne..... the good stuff. ;)
 
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