I posted a few weeks ago about how I had a dream that I was a member of the Swedish royal family. In the dream the Skarsgards were the royal family and I was married to one of the sons. Last night I dreamt that I was a member of the British royal family, married to Prince Harry. I can’t really remember what happened other than all the royals and I were in a house together watching TV and eating in separate rooms. At one point the King came to my door to speak to me.
Why do I keep dreaming about this? I don’t even want to be royal, or married. What’s extra annoying is that I used to have a lot of really vivid interesting dreams, but thanks to meds and health issues I have very poor sleep now and almost never dream any more. But when I do, it’s this. I wonder if these dreams are trying to tell me something but I don’t know what.
As an additional thought along similar lines, I personally have something of a weird half-farcical complex about being a noble and in some spaces - half-farcically - lean into that aesthetically and behaviorally in benign ways. My ‘weird LARP bullshit’ as I tend to call it.
This sort of thing may be psychologically adjacent to these dreams If yours. In my case, I think my brain latched onto it - in part - because it allows something of a recontextualization of my disabilities, which are purely mental.
‘Actually, my so called ‘inability to clean up my house properly’ and ‘intensely mercurial moods’ and ‘drug dependency’ are signs of me being born to be a loser poet twink aristocrat, thank you.’
It’s extremely silly but does genuinely make me feel better about myself - a similar if less intense psychological Thing may be going on with these dreams.
That’s quite funny.