Hippy16
Senior Registered
So I havnt posted here in a while, mostly over the past few months I became really busy with work, and school finnishing up, and focusing on this life. (which isnt a bad thing). But over that time, little flashes seem to seep over, as if asking me to return, and do another regression. So a few nights ago i regressed(after several failed attempts), which led to a very interesting, but confusing regression.
So the first thing I see after the induction is myself standing at a gas station in Salinas California. (a place I never heard of until the regression). It was very desolate, somewhat like a desert. I was just standing there, stretching my legs, while my boyfreind got gas or used the bathroom or something. I knew it was from my trip to California, from Michigan in 1964. I seem to regress to that trip atleast once during a regression to that life.
So then I flash forward and am in LA at my apartment. It looks the same as the other times I have regressed to it. There is a tall wooden fence to the left, like one of those privacy fences. Inside theres tile and like a pool or fountain, and palm trees. Then I go into the lobby, and theres the front desk, and the lounge like area. Its decorated with lots of potted plants. The tv in the lobby is showing a newstory about somekind of disastor, im not really sure what.
Then I somewhat drunkerdly talk to the boy at the front dusk, and embarrass him it seems. So then i enter my apartment, and look around. I walk into the bedroom, which looks the same as before. a mattress strewn on the floor, some trash, and overturned couch, a shelf with some books and junk on it.
Laying on the mattress is some shirtless/nude guy, so i sit on him and kiss him. I guess he was my current lover. Then on the wall i see a long scroll like poster that sais "Draft Resisters United". The date appears to me as July 1968. Im trying to get day of the week, but i honestly dont think i knew at the time, but it was towards the end, last week of July. I then look in the mirror and just break down crying. I cant bare to look at myself, it was a sad moment. I felt so used up, and just fed up with everything in my life. I feel my drug usage was really getting out of hand at this point. Like i felt trapped, like i was in there, but this person on the outside was subjecting me to bad choices.
Then to my job. On the way out the tv has some peanut butter commercial is on. I think its peter pan? And like I can see it in my head. Ill have to look on youtube for it. It like had a little cartoon with peter pan/tinkerbell, and like a little magic "ding" I remember and the peanut butter is there, idk, and some song I was humming. Then I head to my job. I don't think I worked in 1968, besides helping with the paper or whatever we did at our apartment. So I walked into this store, which basically was a head shop, and walked downstairs, where I knew they sold drugs. So I'm there and this guy pulls up my skirt and pulls me against the wall and I get too emotional so I just pull away from that memory. Then I flash forward to my nightclub job(which i worked during the mid 1970's), and I'm in the kitchen and I'm yelling for the bartender saying "No I needed a vodka martini" and he hands me one and I go to a table with a tray of drinks and pass them out. The guy at the table rubs his hand against my leg, and I just like smile. Eww. There are strippers In the background, but like I said, I wasn't a stripper, just a cocktail waitress.
Next it takes me to my childhood. I am standing outside my house, just smelling the air, ahh I love the nature and tall trees around my house in that life. I then walk inside, into the living room. I look to be about 11-12, I have on a school uniform with socks to my knees. I say its 1959. (so I calculated it, and I really would have been 12 in 1959, if I was born in 1947 like I believe I was). My parents are happy, and they are drinking. I turn on the tv, and its black and white. (I find it weird how little details really coincide with what year im currently remembering). Anyways the news is on, and its some boring guy talking about something, I don't pay attention. Then it ask me to ask my parents a question. And my mom tells me something about my relationships today, and it made me feel better.
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So the first thing I see after the induction is myself standing at a gas station in Salinas California. (a place I never heard of until the regression). It was very desolate, somewhat like a desert. I was just standing there, stretching my legs, while my boyfreind got gas or used the bathroom or something. I knew it was from my trip to California, from Michigan in 1964. I seem to regress to that trip atleast once during a regression to that life.
So then I flash forward and am in LA at my apartment. It looks the same as the other times I have regressed to it. There is a tall wooden fence to the left, like one of those privacy fences. Inside theres tile and like a pool or fountain, and palm trees. Then I go into the lobby, and theres the front desk, and the lounge like area. Its decorated with lots of potted plants. The tv in the lobby is showing a newstory about somekind of disastor, im not really sure what.
Then I somewhat drunkerdly talk to the boy at the front dusk, and embarrass him it seems. So then i enter my apartment, and look around. I walk into the bedroom, which looks the same as before. a mattress strewn on the floor, some trash, and overturned couch, a shelf with some books and junk on it.
Laying on the mattress is some shirtless/nude guy, so i sit on him and kiss him. I guess he was my current lover. Then on the wall i see a long scroll like poster that sais "Draft Resisters United". The date appears to me as July 1968. Im trying to get day of the week, but i honestly dont think i knew at the time, but it was towards the end, last week of July. I then look in the mirror and just break down crying. I cant bare to look at myself, it was a sad moment. I felt so used up, and just fed up with everything in my life. I feel my drug usage was really getting out of hand at this point. Like i felt trapped, like i was in there, but this person on the outside was subjecting me to bad choices.
Then to my job. On the way out the tv has some peanut butter commercial is on. I think its peter pan? And like I can see it in my head. Ill have to look on youtube for it. It like had a little cartoon with peter pan/tinkerbell, and like a little magic "ding" I remember and the peanut butter is there, idk, and some song I was humming. Then I head to my job. I don't think I worked in 1968, besides helping with the paper or whatever we did at our apartment. So I walked into this store, which basically was a head shop, and walked downstairs, where I knew they sold drugs. So I'm there and this guy pulls up my skirt and pulls me against the wall and I get too emotional so I just pull away from that memory. Then I flash forward to my nightclub job(which i worked during the mid 1970's), and I'm in the kitchen and I'm yelling for the bartender saying "No I needed a vodka martini" and he hands me one and I go to a table with a tray of drinks and pass them out. The guy at the table rubs his hand against my leg, and I just like smile. Eww. There are strippers In the background, but like I said, I wasn't a stripper, just a cocktail waitress.
Next it takes me to my childhood. I am standing outside my house, just smelling the air, ahh I love the nature and tall trees around my house in that life. I then walk inside, into the living room. I look to be about 11-12, I have on a school uniform with socks to my knees. I say its 1959. (so I calculated it, and I really would have been 12 in 1959, if I was born in 1947 like I believe I was). My parents are happy, and they are drinking. I turn on the tv, and its black and white. (I find it weird how little details really coincide with what year im currently remembering). Anyways the news is on, and its some boring guy talking about something, I don't pay attention. Then it ask me to ask my parents a question. And my mom tells me something about my relationships today, and it made me feel better.
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