awful

Date: 5/22/2020

i don’t remember the beginning of the dream. the part i can remember starts with my stepdad leaving for an overnight trip. my mom struggled to sleep alone and came to my room around 3:00 AM. i was trying to use a scale for the first time. when she knocked on my door and proceeded to open my door without a response, i quickly kicked the scale to the wall and under my desk. with the angle of the door, i was afraid she has seen the scale. she told me that she was having a hard time falling asleep and needed company. i couldn’t sleep in her room because i needed to figure out how much i weighed. i agreed to hug her for a good amount of time and let the cat follow her into her bedroom. the rest of the night, i was playing out the scenario to see if my mom could have found the scale.