Hi there,

A bit about myself first. Im male, early 40s, married, no children by choice, overweight, financially secure, happy at home and work.

The dream:

First of all, let me tell you that in real life, my brother died about 7 years ago from cancer. He was a great guy. We werent overly close but our relationship was good. Many many years ago in the past, he had tried to take his life during difficult times in his life twice but never in the way i dreamed.

Ok, last night i dreamed of my wife and i. We were with my brother. He was having some kind of difficulty but i dont recall what. We were giving him advice. We saw him several times over an unknown period of time. Couldve been days or weeks between seeing him but i feel like it was days. He didnt seem suicidal. The problem was not huge i dont think. In real life he was married to his 2nd wife after his first marraige ended in divorce
He had 3 kids. All adults when he died. Then, my wife and i were in a pub, quite a fancy place where celebrities go. My wife fell over and 2 footballers came over and smiled at me and her. Nobody offered to help her up. They just stood and smiled. I think one of them was the footballer robinho but dont know who the other was. I dont remember any more about that part of the dream. Then, on another day, we went to visit my brother. The house was quiet. Something didnt feel right. I wemt upstairs, checking rooms and calling for him. I opened the door of a spare bedroom (i should say that the house in the dream was not my brothers real life house, just a random house but in the dream it was his house). The room was dark but it was day time. I looked over to the window and saw him hanging from a rope. He was cleared dead. The curtains were drawn. He had deliberately faced the window . i only saw him from behind. He was dressed in a suit. He wouldnt normally wear a suit unless at a special occasion. I could only look for a second. I immediately gasped and left the room upset. My wife was on her way up the stairs. She could see from my face that something was wrong. I said to her "you know that thing weve been worried about? Well, its happened!" . In the dream, we hadnt been worried about this thkugh. I dont remember what happened next that day.

Next thing, i find myself in a long queue to get into a resteraunt. I think it might be the day after finding my brother. I was there to collect my brother and knew he was still up on the rope. I dont know why all of a sudden he was in this place instead of where i found him at home. The resteraunt was like a big public hall. There was a queue. I could see inside. There was what seemed to be a holding area. When you got to thee front of the queue, the lady asked you to wait. Once someone was taken from the holding area into the actual resteraunt, she let an equal number of people into the holding area. I remember worrying about how i was going to manage to get my brother down from the rope and get him out. I was worried about all the people too. I got to the front of the queue and i explained to the lady that i didnt want a table and that i just wanted to take my brother away. she was nice and took me round to a side section where he was hanging. The whole place had a churchy feeling about it. In real life, none of us are religious. He was there at the window but had turned around so i could see his face. His eyes and mouth were open. I remember being sad, wondering what was going through his mind in the moments leading up to this. The lady brought me clingfilm to wrap him in.

I woke up at this point.

I remember my dreams most nights but this one had me looking for an explanatio ofcthr meaning.

Thsnk you for reading.