I had this dream last night, kind of sums it up for me;
My parents had dragged me to a place I’d never been, and they had found us a place to stay with some other families. The specific two things about that place were this;
One entrance/exit, the only way in or out is the front door
The structure was way overcrowded. At night with everyone asleep I would have to step over people to get anywhere
And I just wouldn’t do it. I told my parents I was ready to be done with them, for life. I can’t relax, let alone sleep when I can’t get outside for fresh air, have my own space.
and I woke up. Realizing my situation isn’t that dire, but feeling just as helpless and out of control. Wondering how much more the world will want to take away today. Wondering if I’ll reach the point where I can’t deal today.
Then I wake up, do my positivity journal, coffee, meds, okay you godforsaken planet, what have you got for me today?!