Jan 26, 2010 10:02
I'm ready for the stress-related dreams to stop now.
I thought they might ease when I went up to visit Nathan, since they ceased altogether; I slept hard and well while I was up there.
But since I got back they've returned, and this morning, I had two. And I dreamt of a movie slasher figure, and I don't bring those into my dreams. It was one of the things I could tell adults for sure when I was a kid - I could watch the horror flicks and my nightmares wouldn't be about them. Oh, I had nightmares, and plenty of them, but they were just a way to deal with the pressures I encountered and couldn't do much about.
I will tell you this: I prefer Jason chasing me furiously, whipping around with the speed and agility of some cartoon, and the horror of slowing down as I became tired. But I don't know if I can stand to dream about Nathan with someone else.
Please bring back the tidal waves closing in or whatever else to express my upsets - or, better still, give me a break as I am striving to treat myself well and compassionately - but don't torment me with the man I love. Not being with him is nightmare enough.
nathan,
dreams