Bad Breakup = Zombie Apocalypse

It’s time to clear my head again, so I suppose I’ll tell y’all about my crazy ass dream last night. Welp, there was a zombie apocalypse.

–I know what you all are thinking. No, I did not watch any zombie movies before bed and no, I did not eat right before I fell asleep.

The world wasn’t in complete chaos yet, but people were slowly turning in to zombies. Thankfully I had a car, and somehow my 11 year old brother had a car and he was following behind me in his. He was a terrible driver so I remember signaling him to pull over and get in to my car (tryna save gas too, even in my freaking dream!) and as he was about to get out I noticed a group of people across the street in a house, non-zombies. They were getting together their team of people that they wanted to stick with to make it through the apocalypse. So I appropriately yelled “Ohhh, shiiiddd, they choosing!” –Don’t ask why, apparently I do hood rat things in my dreams.

–Shortly after this outburst I woke up. Now those of you that know me, know that I favor symbolism so of course I tried to interpret this dream. But first let me fill you in on a part I left out.

For those of you who don’t know, I just went through a break up (*oh-yeah-yeah-yeah, in my Ciara voice), and prior to the zombie apocalypse I was in a hotel room wrecking shop arguing with my ex (who I’m sure you’ll learn more about because I’m still “feeling sum type of way”) and somehow his mother asserted herself into the picture so from there I dipped.

I’m fascinated by the subconscious, I’ve been trying not to think about this nigga for 2 weeks now and he makes a freaking guest appearance in my dream with his mother, how lovely. Followed by a zombie apocalypse, I think the two are related.

I think my dream was trying to tell me that my previous relationship was toxic; turning me into something I was not. It changed my world and I watched it happen doing nothing to stop it, just tried to learn to live in it.

I think the significance of the people “choosing” was a caution to me that I should learn to “choose” those who bring something to the table, not those who suck the life out of you (see how I did that? See how I referenced the zombies again?) In relationships you have to pair yourself with someone who can at least match what you’re giving OR giving more; you need an asset, not a liability. They need to have something to offer, do something that you can’t, be strong where you’re weak, etc. etc.

Now as far as my brother being in my dream, I really feel like it’s because he’s the only consistent male in my life and I want to save him from being a shitty ass dude like a lot of men I’ve encountered. Guys, you can feel whatever type of way, but just know, I don’t think you’re ALL the same…

For fear of this post getting too long I’ll wrap it up, moral of the story/dream; escape toxic relationships and choose wisely –or else you’ll end up in your own zombie apocalypse.

Stay Alive,

Ashley La’Shae

Comments 6

  • why yall break up? What happened?

    • Hey, well really it can’t be narrowed down to one thing but the last straw was after I moved in with him and found out that he’d been cheating. I made the mistake of trusting that he was keeping things platonic between himself and his baby mama while I was away but recently found out that wasn’t true. Though it’s messed up what he did to me, he and the baby mama are the ones who I feel sorry for. He’s lost and can’t be alone and she’s easy and will always settle for whatever little bread crumbs he’ll give her. Me and him stuck out a serious relationship for a year and a half and ended up living together and I know that all I have to do is walk back into his life. He’ll just lie to her, he’ll lie to me and any other woman that tries to be apart of his life because he doesn’t have himself together enough to see clearly. Maybe once he grows up he’ll prosper like he did while he was with me, until then, I’m praying.

  • why yall break up? What happened?

    • Hey, well really it can’t be narrowed down to one thing but the last straw was after I moved in with him and found out that he’d been cheating. I made the mistake of trusting that he was keeping things platonic between himself and his baby mama while I was away but recently found out that wasn’t true. Though it’s messed up what he did to me, he and the baby mama are the ones who I feel sorry for. He’s lost and can’t be alone and she’s easy and will always settle for whatever little bread crumbs he’ll give her. Me and him stuck out a serious relationship for a year and a half and ended up living together and I know that all I have to do is walk back into his life. He’ll just lie to her, he’ll lie to me and any other woman that tries to be apart of his life because he doesn’t have himself together enough to see clearly. Maybe once he grows up he’ll prosper like he did while he was with me, until then, I’m praying.

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