I had a pretty realistic dream.
Realistic in the way it was just mundane. I was sitting, playing video games, and talking to family about how I felt extremely depressed.
Eventually, in the dream, I started drinking.
Those who haven't kept up with me lately may not know that I stopped drinking in real life as I did it far too much.
In the dream, I felt all the throws of relapsing. The depression that drove me to drink and the guilt that came with drinking. It was very vivid and I thought it was real until I woke up.
Upon awakening, I was somewhat relieved, but somewhat frustrated that I had to deal with that stress at all.
I'm sure more relapse dreams will come.
It's Friday night. I know many people are drinking right now. I can't look at them.
Eventually, in the dream, I started drinking.
Those who haven't kept up with me lately may not know that I stopped drinking in real life as I did it far too much.
In the dream, I felt all the throws of relapsing. The depression that drove me to drink and the guilt that came with drinking. It was very vivid and I thought it was real until I woke up.
Upon awakening, I was somewhat relieved, but somewhat frustrated that I had to deal with that stress at all.
I'm sure more relapse dreams will come.
It's Friday night. I know many people are drinking right now. I can't look at them.
