Post To The Dream Interpreter Hello, I’m a 24 year old male who has just woke up and had about a 30 minute cry, triggered by a dream that I couldn’t really understand no matter how hard I tried. There was some death and I was helping to find out what had caused this death of a sickly old man who may/or may not have been a family member. There was a parent searching for a missing child who I knew when he was about 12 years old in high school, I said I knew him, gave his age to confirm, but she said he was in fact 21 (all the more confusing because everyone including me was dressed in high school clothing at this point). Finally, there was a house with an open veranda in the middle with loads of people playing in there all dressed in white I think, the dream made it seem like they were considered mentally inept or some kind of crazy and I was one of them. There were ‘sane’ people on the top floor of the building, but it felt like they had never been seen. Being the sane me, I asked for a ball but was denied because it was too hard and the dream feeling was that this crazy people could hurt someone with one. Hence I asked for a soft ball, and a cook came in with loads of buns which were round and soft. Everyone was happy and played football with the round buns. The feeling of happiness greatly increased as the dream progressed. I stopped to take a cheeky bite from the bun I had been playing with. At some point the happy crowd could not be controlled and someone from the crowd screamed “Attack”. It then turned out to be a plan (not sure if I was a main instigator but it felt like it) and everyone of these ‘crazy’ people ran up the stairs to mix with the people at the top. I stopped briefly to take it all in and watch the people run up the stairs, and at that point, she came downstairs. Who was she? Pretty young girl in white, about 5’4 long flowing hair and it seemed like she was going somewhere. I knew her. Hadn’t seen her in a long time. And then it seemed like I had instigated it all for her. I ran to her, hugged her, fell on my knees and cried hard because I had missed her so much. She held me tight and smiled. But I kept crying, trying to gather into words all that I had been through to get to that moment with her. I then woke up, and 5 seconds after burst into real tears. I didn’t call for it, my face suddenly just got a mind of it’s own and started crying. Obviously, the fragmented nature of the story is somewhat characteristical of dreams. However, I haven’t had to cry for about 8 months now. The only background I can draw from it all, was a break-up I went through in January of 2013. The only girl I’ve ever truly been attached to got married off to some cousin of hers. She was Pakistani and I’m Nigerian, we were together as a couple for the best part of 3 years and friends for 5 years. It ended really abruptly, and I think her religion made her a bit cold to what we had. Anyways, I just thought to pack it all in and move on. It worked for like a month after that, but I was quite an emotional wreck for the first time in my #life between April 2013 a and November 2013. I had a major final cry on some night in October 2013 and I’d been fine since then. Stopped talking or contacting her and I believed I was genuinely alright. She’s the only reason I’ve ever cried intensely in recent memory, and that’s why I alluded the dream to her. I also have family issues, but trust me you don’t want to be burdened with that..lol. But yh, it’s even more so why I cherished what I had with her, she was my only true friend. Now that she’s gone, I’ve got new friends, but nothing like what I had with her. Still single since her obviously. But do help me look into the dream and tell me if there’s something I might be missing, or if there’s a recognisable pattern based on your expertise. Really Grateful Really grateful.