This has seriously got to stop. I had another AWFUL dream last night, again centering around my mental health. In this one, I had plans to meet with a friend at 8 am at my apartment, and went out for some groceries at a CVS just before. Afterwards, I head home (for some reason I had to take a train to get back). Then my friend knocks on the door and tells me I had missed our scheduled breakfast and that it's in fact, twelve hours later = 8 pm.
Frantic to figure out what happened in those 12 hours that I don't remember, we go back to the CVS to find that the staff are all scared of me because I had a psychotic/catatonic break down there earlier in the day. I just remember saying, "This is a symptom of schizophrenia," while someone nearby broke into tears at the injustice of it all.
What the hell is that about? I think now I've so obsessed about it that more dreams are likely to follow. But I just remember waking up with a feeling of complete dread and heart sickness.
Not exactly the way I want to start my day...
1 comments:
Feeling your pain, had the worst dream I've ever had a week or so ago (tornado, people's limbs under wreckage....) I had to fly that day, so I think even though I didn't think I was that nervous, I couldn't escape my true phobia in my sleep, even if it took a different form.
When I was little, my mother used to throw my dreams out the window. Let's try that completely sensible strategy.
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