I had a dream about my friend’s cousin.. let’s call him Julian. He’s a year above me, went to my high school, and is the occasional weed dealer. When me and my best friend lost contact (who also was a weed dealer) he eventually became my connect and that’s how we met. My friend would always try to get me to come over and play games with him, which all belonged to his cousin and was in his room. I kinda was reluctant because I didn’t know him that well and this is his personal room. My friend didn’t feel worried about it so I just went with the flow. His cousin’s weed dealing friends would come over (who were also from my high school), and that’s how I became aquainted with them… but I never became aquainted with Julian himself. I’m very intuitive so I’m able to pick up on very subtle things. In the beginning we’d have small talk here and there, but then I noticed that eventually Julian never spoke to me. Never said my name, greeted me or anything. He is an introvert, and he is quiet most of the time. If we got high watching a movie he’d say a couple funny things here and there but he wouldn’t really say much overall. His friends were the ones doing most of the talking. I eventually felt a barrier, and he came off as more territorial. Even though he’s quiet and an introvert, he’s no punk, he’s actually a scary guy. I understood that he either didn’t like me or didn’t want me around so whenever my friend would try to get me to come over I would just ghost on em, cause I knew he’d beckon me to come into Julian’s room and I wasn’t doing that. This is how we kinda fell out. Introverts are intuitive.. I liked Julian lowkey, and something tells me he eventually figured that out and resisted. It is what it is, I respect it. Well either way on to the dream I had finally: I had a dream where he was angrily making threats for all of these things I didn’t even do. In the dream, it wasn’t meant to be perceived that he actually thought I did these things, but rather that he deliberately fabricated these accusations just to justify him wanting to get aggressive with me. I’m an intelligent and gentle guy, peace roses and sunshine.. I tried to be diplomatic but it didn’t work. I ran away and he chased after me, I hopped over a few fences and found myself hiding in an empty recycle bin in someone’s backyard. I heard him angrily cussing and making threats just feets away. I remained deathly silent and still until it seemed like he passed. At some point I knew I was in a dream and I couldn’t get out of it, I hated the entire experience because it felt so real. I called the police and I don’t remember what I told them. I escaped and went home. The next night he wound me outside, and was even MORE pissed because he somehow found out I spoke to police ! “I’m fucked” is exactly what I thought. I lied my a** off but he wasn’t buying it at all, and was all in my face threatening the f*** out of me. I threw all pride and dignity out the window and said anything to appease him. He walked away saying something very degrading and emasculating. I acted like I phased, but as a masochist inwardly this turned me on to the highest degree. And the look he gave me as he stomped away, intuitively . . . I think he knew that.
