Date: 3/21/2017
By emjaynehill
In the dream, I was walking home one day when the man who sexually assaulted me (IRL) started running after me. This happened for a while, I was going between houses hoping that he wouldn't find me, but when I was in school one day he was there, too. He chased me for a while and then I stopped, turned, and yelled at him. I was surrounded by friends from high school (Keegan, Jessica, Megan) so I felt safe. "What do you want from me?" I kept yelling. But he didn't respond. He kept changing the subject. Eventually, after I asked why he was chasing me, he said, "Because I enjoy your pain." I was terrified of him so I was trying to find hiding spots, but I knew he'd find me. "You sexually assaulted me, you pedophile!" I started yelling at him in anger, and the story I told was exactly how it happened IRL. I stood talking to Keegan and watching Jessica talk to him, and then he came over - walking, this time. "I know how we can solve this," he said. "How?" I asked, Jess smiled because she was so proud of her idea. "We come here everyday and talk through our feelings." "You mean like therapy?" "Yeah." So, we sat for a while in parallel play doing separate things, for some reason we were both drawing, but it suddenly got easier being around him. "I should get going," he said. "Okay. Will I see you on Monday, then?" "Yeah, I'll be here." "Okay, have a nice day!" And that was it. It was so weird because we were actually getting along and I hate his guts but I was being nice to him out of fear and even then I felt better. That's when I woke up, and I didn't want to see anymore. It was too hard.