A Possessive Girlfriend, a Demented Daughter and a Dead Friend.

Date: 4/23/2020

My son was now a teenager and he had this overly possessive girlfriend who kept coming over to the house. I was trying to sort out these pens (organising them into separate containers) but kept catching her staring through the windows. I stormed over to the window and told her to get lost, but she stuck her hands right through and tipped 3 cups of tea onto the floor in retaliation. This really pissed me off. I snatched the cups away from her. She, then, appeared in the living room and was trying to attack me. I had the cups in my hands at the time, so called over to my husband for help. “Yeah, just let me finish this level.” He said, as he played on his game. “I’ve got my hands full here. Come. Now!” I yelled. Eventually, he stopped his game and helped tackle the crazy girlfriend out of the house. I felt relieved that she was finally gone and went back to work, sorting and organising the piles of stationary. Just as I was getting into it, my daughter burst through the door, looking frighteningly demented. More disturbingly, she had deep cuts on every inch of her legs like raw flesh stripes. “It’s getting worse.” I whispered to my husband. “We need to her her into a hospital.” He nodded, and we tried to form an intervention. “Can’t I just go to Lesley’s?” She asked. (My mother-in-law) “No.” I said, “you need professional help.” She looked sad but surrendered. She knew it was time to go. Next scene; A friend had told me the sad news of a death of a mutual friend (Dan Clarke). I scrolled down my list of contacts but couldn’t find his number or image. “He’s been dead for over a year.” She said, casually. Side note; He is still very much alive in real life, so it was a bit of an odd dream.