I have a recurring dream in the morning, just before I wake up. I dream getting my head severed from my neck right in my own bed. There is no blood, just my head cut away. Sometimes I can see it (in third person) dropping in a wicker basket just near my bed. I dream it almost every morning now.
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Recurring Dream
‘Oh, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you.’
‘In the grander scheme of things, you are really insignificant.’
‘You’re too young.’
‘How can you expect anyone to care for you, to love you, if you don’t love yourself?’
‘We’ve spent this much money on you, the least you can do is pay us back.’
Yeah. Okay. I comprehend that. I don’t stop thinking about them for a moment.
But I’m 19 years old and I am tired. I am tired of clawing my way through classes, I am tired of not being able to look anyone in the eye because I’m afraid of them, I am tired of not wanting to […]