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DiscussionThe Great Dreaming Thread
Thread starterMakko
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The last time I had a dream, I had a panic attack for 3 days straight and took more Ativan than I have in the past 6 months during those three days.
They're usually not that bad, but they aren't exactly happy either.
I woke up from a nightmare a few hours ago. I was paralyzed in bed and didn't have control of my limbs, while this terrifying and menacing cartoon voice said things to me at the end of my bed.
Yesterday I had a nightmare too. An old abuser pinned me down and sprayed my hair with chemical industrial shit, and it was all sticky and damaged after.
I'm getting tired of this. It's just a bad week though, I have pleasant or neutral dreams too
I woke up from a nightmare a few hours ago. I was paralyzed in bed and didn't have control of my limbs, while this terrifying and menacing cartoon voice said things to me at the end of my bed.
Yesterday I had a nightmare too. An old abuser pinned me down and sprayed my hair with chemical industrial shit, and it was all sticky and damaged after.
I'm getting tired of this. It's just a bad week though, I have pleasant or neutral dreams too
I was in some combination of a train community, like snowpiercer except not dystopian, and a Hogwarts type school for magic users in training. We were a magic train community. I was a new student and told with these two others that we were to stay in this cable car and study. We ended up spilling juice all over these sacred rugs and frantically sneaking them to a washing machine before a professor noticed. At some point during these washing machine shenanigans I ended up in some advanced class and was yelled at to return to my novice train section.
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