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stitchwhichFor the first time in my adult memory, I've had a nightmare of epic porportions. You probably know the kind - so vivid that I thought it was real even after I'd woken up, weeping, and it hung over me for a good hour afterwards. I just kept breaking into tears even as my mind was telling me it "had just been a dream". But the horror and the helplessness was difficult to dispel.
That was yesterday. Today, I can still feel the lingering effects. Wow.
I guess the clinical side of me would say that this was an effective way to vent repressed emotion as I do, actually, feel better today than I did two days ago. But ya know, I'd rather stick to meditation or something. Anything other than that self-induced trauma.
That was yesterday. Today, I can still feel the lingering effects. Wow.
I guess the clinical side of me would say that this was an effective way to vent repressed emotion as I do, actually, feel better today than I did two days ago. But ya know, I'd rather stick to meditation or something. Anything other than that self-induced trauma.
