I woke up to reality
Last night I had a dream that Brad, my ex-boyfriend, was breaking up with me all over again. It was a wretched feeling, and I remember feeling this overwhelming dread that I was going to have to go through it all again. The depression, the sadness, the lonliness, the emptiness, the deep dark dread of every day.
I woke up with the remnants of those feelings still lingering. And then I remembered where I was. I rememberd Mike and how happy he makes me and how we’re getting married in five months. And how I feel really happy with life right now.
And holy shit was I relieved!
That was truly a blessing to wake up to reality, now wasn’t it?
I hate having bad dreams – and as much as I feel relief when I wake up, it still leaves me a little uneasy for the rest of the morning. Glad that’s in the past for you!
This post makes me so happy. I started really reading your blog just before you broke up with Brad, and I’m just so happy for how things have turned out for you. I wish everyone who was going through a hard time could read your blog and realize that there really is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Even better since you get to wake up in the arms of a hottie. Sweet wakings!
If this had a like button, I’d press “like.”
It seems our definition of the term “nightmare” changes over time.
What a perfect scene for a movie! I’m happy your reality is much more enjoyable!!
Isn’t it amazing to wake up and realize you are HAPPY? I love that.