I wish aliens would just bugger off and leave me alone!

Today I woke up after I had a really bad dream. I couldn't get back to sleep at all, thinking about why would someone steal my handbag (even though in reality I don't actually use one) just to get me to come to them after we had separated from each others presence? I'm referring to someone of the opposite gender here. The why part just doesn't make sense, as the man in question was a married man and faithful to his wife. It was that part that didn't make sense to me because in the dream I believed he couldn't have stolen my handbag, even though from his perspectiv in the dream he did because I heard him asking someone why she hasn't come to me yet. It was a weird dream, moreso because it involved someone famous, but it involved the dream being played out from two different minds - two individuals dreaming or so it appeared. The second person took on the form of a famous person but it was not him in reality, because when I saw segments of the dream from his perspective - like he was dreaming and I was tuning into his part of the dream, and as such his mind, I knew this dream was not as it appeared. There was more to this dream than being displayed.

The reason I knew a second person was dreaming was because I saw myself on a monitor frantically running around trying to find my handbag - as if I was someone I was dreaming about rather than the dreamer. It was weird because the person was viewing the monitor from high above the ground in something like a building or a room that had no base in which supported itself on the ground. (I don't want to even think that it might have been a UFO although my deeper feelings state it was a UFO).

I woke up thinking with a deep belief that everything I do in a relationship with a man always ends up with the man leaving me. I somehow can never satisfy a man to keep him from leaving me despite how much love I express to him. I guess I just can't give a man what he seeks because what a man seeks in a woman, really deep down inside, I cannot or do not possess. It depresses me to think about this so I will move on.

Trying really hard to not think about this dream should be easy enough until I think of the handbag. For a long time now things go missing on me wherever I live. I know someone takes them - that someone being invisible. I put it down to demon activity or spirit activity. Either way I get over it and forget about the object. Why bother looking for an object when I cannot see it or find it anywhere? But the dream comes into play here - the thoughts and questions I keep hearing from my dream, in regards to this second individual involved in my dream - asking the other person near him "Why has she not come to me yet?" makes me think it is aliens who took those items that went missing. I really don't want to believe that that is true. There is no way I would even be able to retrieve the objects stolen from me, so I don't bother. I don't want to be burdened with being contacted by aliens that I cannot see, touch, or feel.

For a long time now, about 10 years, I refuse to believe that by dreaming about alien contact is an actual real event. To me, a dream is just a dream and nothing more. It is a heap of images displayed by the subconscious mind that is helping our conscious mind to solve every day problems that arise.

I don't doubt the validity of these alien contact dreams as being real events for other people - it probably is - but for me I don't believe it. I know I am in denial big time but that is entirely my choice. I am aware that I am in denial and I will do nothing to change it. I don't want to be all that I can be. I don't want to have universal consciousness - which I have already but blocking it to the best of my ability. I don't want anything except to have the right to live in peace without being continuously thrown into the world of aliens, UFOs and whatever other stuff they throw at me. I have free will and I want and need to apply it in order to exist as a human being on this planet.

Anyone who reads this will probably think I've lost my marbles, and you're probably not far from the truth. But my truth is I am in denial because of a single mistake on my part that took place about 10 years ago. I fell in love with an alien, after I was told by another alien that he had chosen me as his mate. For a long time I didn't know what the alien version of mate meant, so I threw my feelings for this alien out the window, and then rejected those feelings thereafter. But on top of that, when I was four years old an Angel showed me my future - which is not supposed to happen, but it did, and ever since I have been in denial of everything from love to aliens.

If none of the things had've happened to me, the beings who influenced me throughout my life that is, I'd probably be a much nicer person than what I am now, and I'd probably be a lot more emotionally balanced. It is hard to live with the knowledge of aliens existing up there, and all around me - including angels - and never being able to see, feel, or touch them without some form of contact happening. And now that these alien encounters have turned into dream encounters I'm finding it even more harder to ignore them. I just wish they would bugger off and leave me alone! But no, they have to keep bugging me and pursuing me. It's like a nightmare that doesn't end even after you wake up.