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I love my brain. I didn't get to sleep until probably 2...and woke up at 6 because of a nightmare I'd had in which Bri broke up with me and it felt so real that for five seconds I was like 'what the fuck did I do?' Even realizing it was a dream...there was no way sleep was happening. So I'm up, having tea and then a shower so I might be human by ten. Still might fall asleep in the car...
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DreamsNightmares like that suck!I had a dream the other night where Mom and I picked Ben up to take him someplace because he needed a ride. We still weren't uber good friends, and this was actually our first time being near each other outside of church, but I took it as a good sign. And then I must have been PMSing and being just overall neurotic like I always am, which may or may not be attributed to BPD or Bi-polar, and started freaking out about little shit. Conscious of Ben's company, I started to feel really bad, and I was getting depressed because the way I saw it, Ben had changed for the better and I hadn't. He'd grown up when I was still the same, bitchy, crazy girl I was back in high school. Then there was some reference to a psychological problem where if I envisioned others dying instead of myself, I could take some medicine... I don't know. I guess I got so angry I was imagining everyone dying, when usually I imagine myself. And when he left, I felt so crappy... Then I woke up with that disappointment and pain glued to me. YAY DREAMS COMING TO LIFE!
I'm glad it was a dream, though. :D I will smite those nightmares! *karate chops*