Hello, question asker!
I'm so happy to be able to interpret your dream with you!
I think a lot of the situations in the "dream" are actually reflections of real-life events. There are so many things in life that we instinctively avoid or that we just can't solve right now; it's like a re-emergence of emotions that have been suppressed in our hearts and not released.
Psychoanalytic psychologists have a really interesting take on dreams. They believe that dreams are a symbolic manifestation of a person's subconscious thoughts, behaviors, and emotions. Isn't that fascinating? The word "symbol" has some hidden meaning in it, too.
As the saying goes, "What you think about during the day, you will dream about at night." Let's take a look at this together from this perspective.
The questioner starts off by describing how they're feeling about the sudden change in classroom lighting. It's understandable that they're not happy about it! The classroom is a really important place for students, where they spend most of their time.
Maybe it's because we've been there for too long, and it can feel like our hearts are trapped. It's okay to want to change our environment! Try engaging in some fun outdoor activities outside of class to help reduce your feelings of depression and boredom.
The description that follows is of an English class from which the protagonist flees in vain. It's possible that the protagonist has a hard time learning English or has a slight aversion to the English teacher. We often dislike a class because we dislike a teacher, and this can lead to a dislike of the class.
This is often the result of unfriendly or distrustful interactive feedback.
"Our perceptions of things are a reflection of our inner selves." Maybe we think the English teacher doesn't like us and thinks we're not doing well. In our dream, we're running away from the teacher, who's chasing after us and laughing at us. This may just be what's going on inside our minds: "We're laughing at ourselves because our English grades aren't good, we're not confident, we want to give up, but we can't afford to give up."
In reality, if we can just accept the English teacher or the feeling that we are a bit overwhelmed by this lesson, we can reduce our inner anxiety and calm down to think about how to improve our learning methods and gradually improve our grades.
Dreams are just that—dreams! They're meant to remind us to face reality and find ways to change the things that are confusing in our lives. When we do that, the dreams will disappear.
I really hope this is inspiring for you! Wishing you all the best!


Comments
This dream feels so vivid and intense, like I was really in that classroom. The sunlight streaming in was just too much, and the students' reactions were unexpected. When the blinds went down, it was a relief for them but not quite what I wanted. And then to have that English teacher show up and be so unpleasant, it added this layer of stress. Running away seemed like the only option, but even that didn't go as planned with the dark stairs and losing my classmate. The chase and the storm made everything feel even more chaotic and urgent.
The dream took me back to a place where I had no control. Opening the curtains felt like exposing something hidden, and when the light became too bright, it was almost overwhelming. The students' discomfort mirrored how I felt about being put on the spot. Then the blinds lowering, making it dim again, it was like a compromise that wasn't satisfying for anyone. That English teacher's presence was a nightmare, her belittling comments stung, and I couldn't handle it. Escaping seemed necessary, but the darkness on the stairs and the absence of support made it all seem futile. The storm was the final push, a reminder that sometimes we have to retreat and regroup.
Wow, that dream was a rollercoaster of emotions. The thick curtains symbolized protection from the outside world, but once opened, the harsh reality of the bright sunlight hit us all. The students' complaints made me realize how sensitive everyone can be to sudden changes. The translucent blinds were a compromise, but they left me wanting more. Having that English teacher come in and start criticizing me was the worst part; it brought back memories of feeling inadequate. Trying to escape but finding the way blocked by darkness was frustrating. The male classmate who disappeared added to the sense of isolation. The storm chasing us all inside felt like a metaphor for life's challenges, and being left behind was a stark reminder of the consequences of not keeping up.
That dream was filled with contrasts, from the heavy curtains to the blinding sunlight, and then the dimness of the room again. The students' reaction to the light showed how different people adapt to change. The English teacher's arrival turned the atmosphere sour, her words cutting deep. Wanting to run away was an instinctive response to the hostility, but the dark stairs and the loss of the classmate made it clear that escape wasn't easy. The storm approaching was a powerful image of impending doom, and being slow to react only made it worse. The English teacher's glance as she ran ahead felt like a final jab, a confirmation that sometimes we're our own worst critics.