For the first time ever I dreamed I expressed myself furiously at my mother, saying she hated me and later in the dream I said that maybe it was because of the incest, to which she did not reply.  There was something else about being outside and seeing something on the arbor that might have been a snake. I asked a man  seated n a chair outside to see if it was a snake.  It expanded in size and there was something funny about it. I can’t recall what it really was, only some humor attached. During the dream, earlier, I was furious at my mother for not picking up after herself, but letting the house get messy and I was supposed to pick up her mess.