had another dream again

i had another strange dream.

i dreamt my dad's girlfriend, Karyn, brought in some sort of spiritual or religious therapist to come and talk to me. i could hear them talking in the other room like i was right there. it bothered me that she brought this woman in without letting me know first. then, while i was sleeping in my dream, they turned on some sort of DVD in my my room promoting some sort of strange religion. it reminded of of Baptist Christians, only not. this pissed me off.

i got up, turned off the DVD, and went out to be polite and introduce myself to this woman i already disliked. seeing how people came into MY ROOM without permission, tried to talk to me while i was SLEEPING, messed with MY STUFF without first asking, i was already pretty cranky... but she was a guest in this house, and I'm a good hostess for the most part... i felt the need to clarify that this wasn't OK, so i spoke to Karyn first saying; "Karyn, we will talk later." i then extended my hand and did the usual pleasantries, "hi, my name is Tabitha." etc etc. the lady's name was Jennifer or something.

after introducing her self, Jennifer started right into her spiel about her church and how she knew i was looking for one and that hers was the best and she knew that i was having some problems adjusting to the area, yada yada yada... she went on and on and on... until suddenly, something she said clicked in my head. she didn't care about me, she cared about getting another 'convert' and needed to 'mentor' people she converted. little warning bells went off in my head, and my cranky attitude went from passive to over drive.

i folded my arms and said, "Excuse me, but who do you think your are?"
Jennifer blinked, "i beg pardon?"
i almost laughed. "you haven't asked me anything about myself or what my needs are or if i am even interested in hearing out what you're saying, let alone what my own beliefs are."

i turned around and walked toward the sink of dishes, planning on washing them to keep myself busy and from doing something stupid. Jennifer walked up behind me and touched my back that's when i lost it a little. "please don't touch me. I'm not comfortable with people touching me without my express permission"

Karyn could see that this was going south, but Jennifer couldn't see it and continued on her pursuit of a convert by trying to console me with a hug. i snapped. "what part of 'don't touch me' don't you understand? don't put your hands on me, don't talk to me, just stay away from me!"

i couldn't handle it any longer and went back to my room. for some reason Karyn's nonexistent daughter was in my room doing her laundry... (minds are weird sometimes) i kicked her out and tried to lock my door. it was then that i realized somebody had removed my lock. not five minutes later, i could hear Jennifer talking to somebody on her cell phone about how i must have had some sort of physical trauma as a child and i would need some serious therapy and she wasn't ready to take the 3 month training to counsel me herself. as she was ending this conversation on her phone, she and Karyn came into my room to talk to me. i was livid. not only were they invading my privacy AGAIN, but they didn't get when to quit.

this was about the time i woke up due to lack of feeling in half of my forearm and hand.