I was in a room, where a gaggle of teenage girls were chattering. I guess their outfits were the current fashion, because the atmosphere was harmless enough, and yet they were all wearing racy short skirts with hosiery clamped to garters, and the area where the hose and garters attached was visible.
However, how they were dressed didn't seem to be a concern for me or have anything to do with sexuality. I was a teacher at a school or something, and we were having a discussion, but in my home.
When we were finished talking, they left, and I noticed that Tim had disappeared. When he returned later, he told me he'd left, because he was uncomfortable and didn't want me to think he'd been staring at them.
This is directly related to my real life issues. I am definitely bothered by the nearness of any woman who is gorgeous, exotic or someone who I deem pretty enough to draw the stares of men. Hell, even those types of women on a movie or on television make me feel bad about myself. Even though I know that men will look at other women, I can't accept it. I can't bear to be around Tim and wonder if he is looking; so I usually walk away or avert my eyes to protect myself from the knowledge of it.
The funny thing was, in the dream, I never even found myself noticing or worrying about these girls, so I was surprised that he'd been concerned enough about my reaction to leave the scene.
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