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Bad Dream

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th3fallen0ne December 27th, 2018

After a bad dream, I woke with my alarm at what seemed like a crucial moment, possibly a resolution, or a false hope. I then tried to force an ending to it to try and find something to properly conclude the dream. Much of my day thus far has a lingering feeling of unease, uncertainty, and the need to know how it ends.

This is the dream (to the best of my memory):
I am in some sort of cafe/bar building. My first interaction is with someone I seem familiar with. They have a distressed look on their face, so I simply ask out of care, "What's wrong?" She replies as if I shouldn't be asking such a question, but I insisted, sharing that I cared. She tells me simply that her friend just ended her life (more specific words used). With that she left. Next I find myself in a different sort of cafe place, one I would recognize more as it's one I go to about twice a week, only it has some differences in the interior and layout. I find myself in a situation where I am sitting close to a group of people. These particular people are harassing me, bullying me, just overall emotionally abusing me. I do not remember why, or how I got to that point. I just remember that I started to feel full of anxiety and wanting to do things to myself. As I get up to leave the situation in a panic, as my apparent distress is showing itself to the public eye, one of the owners, female, asks me if I'm ok (or something, showing that she is worried about me). It is at that point that I tried to express my desire to end my life, my dream came to an end. Any following visions came forced as I tried to refocus on the scene and to conclude it. Must of it seemed like I was seeking help. As it was being forced, I found little response toward my situation. Merely trying to find support, or awaiting someone to rescue me from my dark place.

I suppose there is meaning in there somewhere. Dreams as stressful as these tends to leave me feeling overwhelmed. I know I'm awake and in reality, but there is a part of me still trying to process it. Heck, a part of me wants to go to the cafe just to reassure myself I think.

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