Date: 10/19/2019
By Iavas_Fael
Basically all my dreams are so happy and good. I’d rather sad dreams, or my strange adventure dreams like my Morgoth dream or whatever dreams like being a waitress or whatever. My dreams have been what I wish my real life was like, and, although it’s really nice in the dream, it makes me sad when I awake. In this dream I had friends, and I wasn’t afraid to be myself around them. All the social anxiety I constantly feel sick about was just.... gone. Poof. Vanished. I was comfortable around everyone, both friends and strangers. We went to a couple different places together, and it was really fun. People I know in real life but am scared to talk to were in the dream, and we were all friends. I wasn’t terrified of everyone. We went to a waterpark, a movie theater, a regular park, and somewhere else. There was a storyline, but Ive forgotten most of it. Most of my memories are the ones where my dream friends and I are laughing and talking and getting along with each other. The absence of anxiety. Happiness. And then to top it all off and make it an amazing dream, the guy I’m head-over-heels for told me he still likes me, and that as soon as his girlfriend breaks up with him he and I would be together. There was no fear in this either. No fear that my parents will find out and punish me. No fear of doing something wrong or saying the wrong thing or any of my daily plagues. We watched a movie together and no one was bothered by it. Not even myself. It was amazing. Basically my dream was everything I want my real life to be; most notably, the absence of my crippling anxiety and having friends. Laughter. I remember laughter. When I woke up, I was happy for a minute before I realized that it was all a dream and none of it was real and that made me sad. And then I remembered that today was homecoming and that someone pity invited me to join their group, and that made me want to vomit up my intestines, wring my hands out, and sit in the corner of a room and shake uncontrollably.