"Somehow I found out that my mom had had another baby, and I was so, so mad. I thought about how my life was going to change because there was a baby in the house, and how so many things would change. I was so, SO upset and angry. I was yelling at my mom why she didn't have an abortion (somehow I didn't realize she was pregnant at all, I only found out when she had the baby), and my dad was telling me how everything would be alright, and I shouldn't be so mad. They kept trying to calm me down so much and I wouldn't, I was so pissed. I said to my mom, "You'll be 68 when he's out of the house! Your life is ruined!" There was another part where I was looking at some kind of data table, or something on the computer, and it said something about if you had a baby, it would be 17.91 years before you could stop taking care of it (weird how it didn't say 18).

Then I was in my mom's bathroom, on the toilet, and then my parents came in and were talking to me about the baby. For some reason, I didn't mind, but then my sister and brother-in-law came in, and said, "Here's Justin Ryan!" and I didn't want to see any babies and I said, "Get out of here, I'm taking a crap!" but nobody would leave, and it wasn't that I really minded them being there, it was the baby, I just didn't want to see any damn babies."

This seriously was one of the worst dreams I have had in a long while. It was horrible, every single part of it. My mom and dad are actually divorced, and my mom is in her early 50s (52 to be exact), and that's why it didn't make much sense when I said, "You'll be 68 when he's out of the house!" because she would actually be 70. Everything was just so horrible, this was a dream where I was extremely, EXTREMELY relieved to discover it was a dream. Christ this one sucked.