Damn. I had some evil nightmare last night. I am still shook up about it.
In the dream I was with a guy I dated years ago on & off (let's just call him Rick). Well, Rick was trying to get me to pick him & leave my bf. He was going to leave his wife so we could be together if I did. I was unsure what to do. I was torn between my bf, who is perfect & my ex, Rick, who I never (in reality) exactally got to be bf/gf with & I was wanting to see how that would turn out since we had been friends for 10+ years. So I was torn & upset, sitting with him in my parents dining room. Talking about it, holding hands. I could smell him & it was so real, I could feel his hand on mine. Next thing I know, I am waking up & I look over & Rick is laying next to me naked, on his stomach & is soaked in blood & he has stab wounds everywhere in his back. I am holding the knife naked next to him. I scream. Then... shit!... he turns his head slowly, looks at me & softly whispers "why?"
....then I wake up (really) & I have to go check the whole house to make sure I didn't really actually kill someone. It was that real.
I am still upset & couldn't even tell my best friend about it. My stomach is sick just thinking about it. Maybe writing it down will lessen the trama in my mind.
In the dream I was with a guy I dated years ago on & off (let's just call him Rick). Well, Rick was trying to get me to pick him & leave my bf. He was going to leave his wife so we could be together if I did. I was unsure what to do. I was torn between my bf, who is perfect & my ex, Rick, who I never (in reality) exactally got to be bf/gf with & I was wanting to see how that would turn out since we had been friends for 10+ years. So I was torn & upset, sitting with him in my parents dining room. Talking about it, holding hands. I could smell him & it was so real, I could feel his hand on mine. Next thing I know, I am waking up & I look over & Rick is laying next to me naked, on his stomach & is soaked in blood & he has stab wounds everywhere in his back. I am holding the knife naked next to him. I scream. Then... shit!... he turns his head slowly, looks at me & softly whispers "why?"
....then I wake up (really) & I have to go check the whole house to make sure I didn't really actually kill someone. It was that real.
I am still upset & couldn't even tell my best friend about it. My stomach is sick just thinking about it. Maybe writing it down will lessen the trama in my mind.
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And hey! You put up a picture in glasses (that get's 'you're cute' compliments, BTW) after I felt bad about teasing you? Women!