From FALLOUT: A Survivor Talks to Incest Offenders (and Others) by moi:

Broken boundaries, loss of boundaries, incorporation, intrusion, invasiveness, the edges of my self were in tatters. My defenses were down. I was haunted. Not only was Daddy the master manipulator but also the stealthy intruder who entered my dreams in various guises. For some time I had dreamed of a huge spider, sometimes waking in the middle of the night to see it up on the ceiling over my bed. Then one day I saw the connection, with a flash of clarity: the spider was my father’s hand, its legs his fingers. With that recognition, the spider dreams stopped forever. [These dreams were decades after cessation of the incest.] I don’t believe I ever wrote that down in my journal. (p. 102)