I dreamed that I was in the new house that the cast of Growing Pains was moving into. I was one
of the Seavers’ kids and I was in my 20s.
The house had weirdly-defined borders but I got the sense
that it was a really wide rowhome. It was filled with plush furniture and its
hallways were big enough to fit couches and all sorts of furniture in them. It
didn’t have a ceiling so it was sort of like a television set without cameras.
The rest of the family and a bunch of people were bustling
around and moving things in. I walked into one of the bedrooms, assuming it was
mine, but the younger, non-Kirk Cameron son of Growing Pains pushed me out of the room, saying it was his.
I walked around the house looking for my bedroom but couldn’t
find it. Finally I confronted my TV mother, Joanna Kearns. She was like 6-foot-4
and was towering over me. I told her I knew the house didn’t have a bedroom for
me and she said something about making room somewhere for me. Her reaction told
me the family didn’t have a bedroom for me at all because they just didn’t
think of me.
It just made me feel like I wasn’t part of the family at
all. I was furious and was going to get an apartment and never speak to any of
them again.
To add insult to injury, I never got to meet Alan Thicke.
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