Dreams

I think that I’ve mentioned these a few times before, the dreams that I often have that leave me completely shattered, scared and confused the next morning.

Yeh well I had another one last night. You don’t need to know what it was about, I guess it was based an awful lot on reality, but then they usually are. Not always, but usually.

Actually reality isn’t all that great right now either. I keep on smiling but. I really doubt anyone can tell how upset I am. Actually that’s the point. I am kinda scared to let anyone know how upset I really am. It’s just cuz everyone wants to be your friend when you smile and joke all the time, but the moment that you show some kind of emotion, or the moment that something goes wrong for you, you look around and suddenly all of your “friends” are gone off somewhere.

And that’s fine. I’m in no position to demand anyone to listen to my problems. I don’t expect anyone to want to.  And that’s fine, I’m not writing this for sympathy or for anyone to ask me what’s wrong. I don’t really feel like blabbing all my problems whilst some poor person has to sit beside me and listen awkwardly, some poor person wishing they were somewhere far, far away from me. I don’t want to tell cyber-space all my problems.

 But I’ll tell you one thing – those dreams are friken horrible!