Dreams abuse

I physically abused my boyfriend

I had a dream that felt really real and I was being integrated about my life. I was abused as a child and it was recalling old thing I thought I had forgotten

My ex boyfriend was in my dream dying from substance abuse and then me him my baby girl and an unknown little boy was at the parade at night by ourselves by my grandmother house

: I was sitting in a auditorium that I haven't been to yet, only seen pictures. Watching some play my mom was sitting in front of me to the left and there was some werid person sitting beside me. One that seemed to have trouble in life. I sat there and listen to their conversation lately relizing the person was aan but I thought was a latly. As it went on I was talking to one if my dad's friends who had been standing to the side the whole time. I was eating candy I asked him if he wanted some. He said no but leaned in and grasped my butt, then put his finger in my butthole. I bit his eyebrow but had candy in myout so u didn't do much damage. He then said, I am the only person that never abused you. Then I ran it's was like halls and halls and halls. Then I passed a girl wile was crying and running and she said, what is she doing again? So I kept running a found a door and ran starig by into a lady I didn't know and hugged her and sobbed into her arms. She started telling me about her story then I woke up.

I'm at a church, entering through the side door. I move multiple times, shuffling seats as more people come in. They are talking about a fasting video, eighty minutes long. When church is over, I go outside to wait for my ride. There is a van with guys in and around it. I feel danger there and I continue walking. I walk around to the front and go through the church again. I call my husband and he's not left yet, he will be late. I walk back out and see the van still there, the danger still there and so I go to tell a minister. I tell him stranger danger and he goes out and tells them to leave the premise. They leave and he comes back in and tells me the danger is gone. I begin walking around the outside again. I call my husband and again and tell him to pick me up in the back of the church but it isn't my husband. It is a student of mine. I call and get my husband's voicemail. He's still not there. I'm walking again and I see a large car and two older men in suits. They come towards me with a blanket and somehow they force me into the car. They abuse my body. Then they make me go into a room in the church and they continue abusing me. They rape me. Somehow I get away through a side door and tell someone in the church what happened to me.