The stress lately has indeed been absolutely killing me, so that would probably explain why the dream suddenly got worse. As far as the religious references go, I don't know that I necessarily feel bad for not going to church, as I think that I can worship in my own way without needing to go listen to someone telling me what I'm doing wrong. Anyone who knows me knows I'm hard enough on myself- I don't feel I need that. I do, however, kind of miss going just for the social aspect of it. Being around other people and being able to create friendships and a kind of support group I guess. God knows I could use one of THOSE right now. I don't know why it would be a cross though, as the religion I was brought up with doesn't use them. That whole part of it really confuses me. Especially the etchings that I can't remember.
I haven't had another one of these since that night, so Shesus, I think/hope you're right that since I confronted it they'll stop. I think it's so weird that the one that grabbed me was the guy from high school! I haven't thought of him in years!!
