Dreams too good to be true…

I hate waking up. I hate myself for waking up. I hate it. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it. I wake up and to myself say “Oh great. Still alive.” and then end up nearly in tears.

Today was slightly different. I had this dream…It was like a videogame. I was almost like Zelda…there was a voice talking to me. I had a orange tabby cat that floated above me as a guide. The very beginning started out with three major pieces of land in the middle of space; much like Super Mario Galaxy. I was on the first island. It had a pathway with many dead trees. Gardens were at the other edge, filled with chain chomps from various Mario games. The second Island was not attached, but there was a bridge going between it and the third island. The tabby cat told me I had to hit the button to lower the bridge. I then turned around, and jumped off of the edge. (Once again, like in Super Mario Galaxy) gravity pulled me towards a giant cube structure made of multicolored blocks. The cube was distorted and you could walk into it in various places. I went inside and ventured around, and after a while, I found the button. I pushed it, and was instantly back at the first island, and saw that the bridge had been lowered.

I then jumped to the second island, which was only about a jump’s breadth away. This one was quite like the first, but no gardens or chain chomps were seen. A voice…who’s I don’t know (it was male)…told me to go down the bridge and see him. I did so by jumping down the bridge, not touching it at all. There was a great half-domed stage. It was orange, and a short male figure was standing there. He told me, “You have done well, now do it again.”

I woke up to this, went out of my room, thinking nothing of it, grabbed some breakfast, posted a rant on here about sexuality, and went back to bed. Funny thing was, I had this dream again. Starting at the same place. I went through the same procedure, this time, with no tabby cat. I got to the bridge part again, and this time I went down the bridge, quite like a slide. I did so collecting stars and coins and gems…it was…fun…

I got to the bottom, and there was no stage. Instead there was a new island. This one was connected by a new bridge that was already down. On the new island, there was a mansion. A beautiful mansion. The tabby cat was back by now, and told me I could fly. A meter appeared at the top of the screen and I jumped. I flied. I freaking flied. But only for the amount the meter allotted me to. I didn’t even make it to the mansion.

I woke up again. Very nearly crying. I was almost rocking back and forth saying “I want to go back.” over and over. I tried to fall back asleep. Nothing. Later, as I stayed in bed, my parents started fighting. Nearly screaming. This resulted in my mom charging into her room and slamming the door. My dad went outside. I eventually fell back asleep only to find darkness. The bliss was gone. I woke up (AGAIN) to find my mom sitting on her laptop when I walked out of my room. We talked a little. Small talk. I decided to come write this down. Sorry if I wasted your time. I just needed to write it.

I don’t know if anyone will understand the agony I just experienced…