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A collection of rants, mostly about relationships and my various emotional problems
I love having anxiety dreams. October 24, 2005 - 8:21:44
Last night my theme of dreams of flipping out and fighting with everyone continued. There were a couple scenes in it, I can't really remember them. I know that after a few situations I stormed off, trying not to cry. I wandered around, looking for a place I could be alone so I could cry. Everywhere I went I just kept seeing more and more things that made me want to cry even more, because they all reminded me of how alone I am, how I dont fit in anywhere, how my life isn't going anywhere, and lots of other stuff (I know there was at least one thing about Sean there, probably more). I know, this isn't necessarily true in life, but it's a dream, remember. I woke up and just curled up and started crying. It was only a few tears, and I fell back asleep quickly, but it's still not a good sign. My dreams reflect the thoughts and feelings that I'm too busy to be feeling when I'm awake. Three more days until I can feel. Well, another week until I have time to feel, so that doesn't help much. I don't like this game. - Kitty |
