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Sorry I haven't been updating much. I just can't really think of anything to update with, you know? Other than I'm starting to get horrible dreams again. My psychologist calls them "anxiety dreams." I think that's accurate. The first dream involved a screaming match between me and my boyfriend about Homestuck, with me acting like my whiny days in Sonic fandom (him being an ex-fan, me challenging him for why he thinks Andrew Hussie is a douchebag). I hope to get into contact with him today, just to be sure our relationship is stable. 'Cause we never, ever yell at each other. And I consider it a good thing.
The other dream was mainly about Mom. It mainly takes place in a movie theater, has me getting triggered by a war movie where Togekisses were biting their own wings and getting shot down, me trying to rescue a bunch of white worms left on the staircase (which were actually lambs), and Mom watching a stripping show and not giving a fuck that I felt uncomfortable. The two movie exits had black gangster rapists waiting in the streets, and apparently I teleport before I get killed/caught these days. I tell Mom that I want to leave the theater and she bitches at me. Everyone but Mom becomes concerned about the white worms and wants to help them, and everyone is mad at my Mom for forcing me to stay. Mom declares that she won't ever come back to the theater because then "everyone will just paint me as a villain." Suddenly Wednesday Addams busts in through one of the exits and tells everybody to run to the right because an explosion is coming. So everybody is screaming and running, and even when I think I've run far enough, the explosion catches up with me anyway. And I wake up completely sweaty.
What's sadder is IRL my Mom bitched at my psychologist and acted pretty much the way she did in the nightmare.
Yeah, I'm sure you guys don't want to see entry after entry like this either. Nobody likes a person who is sad all the time.
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The other dream was mainly about Mom. It mainly takes place in a movie theater, has me getting triggered by a war movie where Togekisses were biting their own wings and getting shot down, me trying to rescue a bunch of white worms left on the staircase (which were actually lambs), and Mom watching a stripping show and not giving a fuck that I felt uncomfortable. The two movie exits had black gangster rapists waiting in the streets, and apparently I teleport before I get killed/caught these days. I tell Mom that I want to leave the theater and she bitches at me. Everyone but Mom becomes concerned about the white worms and wants to help them, and everyone is mad at my Mom for forcing me to stay. Mom declares that she won't ever come back to the theater because then "everyone will just paint me as a villain." Suddenly Wednesday Addams busts in through one of the exits and tells everybody to run to the right because an explosion is coming. So everybody is screaming and running, and even when I think I've run far enough, the explosion catches up with me anyway. And I wake up completely sweaty.
What's sadder is IRL my Mom bitched at my psychologist and acted pretty much the way she did in the nightmare.
Yeah, I'm sure you guys don't want to see entry after entry like this either. Nobody likes a person who is sad all the time.
This post has been crossposted with Dreamwidth at http://shamanicshaymin.dreamwidth.org/40156.html. Pick your poison. Mwoiiiiiiiing~!