Let’s Take Shots
The Dream: Last night I dreamed I had to give myself Botox injections. The doctor handed the needles to me and told me to just stick it in my arms and face around my mouth. Then she left. I had no idea what I was doing and sat there wondering how deep to place the needle, if it was safe, etc. I kept hesitating, giving myself pep talks, holding the needle up to my arm, and then chickening out. This went on for a while until I woke up.
The Analysis: At first this dream seemed simple and inconsequential, but the more I think about it, the more psychological parallels I find. I dreamed about needles because I just donated blood yesterday which made me uncomfortable. I bled more than normal and they had to put ice on my arm. It’s no surprise my mind returned to that uncomfortable feeling as I slept.
I didn’t dream about needles for blood donation, but for Botox injections. It’s almost my birthday, and in the back of my mind, I know I’ve been wondering if others can see the signs of aging on my face and if I look my age. Clearly my sleeping mind also is feeling uneasy at the idea of aging and the associated pressures to be at a certain place in life (or look a certain way).
The indecision, confusion, hesitation, wavering—these are all emotions I’m facing in my waking life. Having just quit my day job to focus on my side hustle, I feel I need to dive in and go for the unknown outcome—with its possible risks, just like an injection—of a new life. I’m not really sure what I’m doing at times with this new business I started, just like I would have no idea what to do if I was handed a Botox needle. The doctor handing the Botox to me and leaving me on my own reflect the lonely feeling of starting a business—the isolation in dealing with issues as an entrepreneur, with no boss to guide me on my next steps.