Dreams.

So. This blog is going to be about dreams. My dreams in particular obvioiusly. So the dreams I have rarely differ in what happens in them, like I'm being stalked, or ignored, or raped, or someone is trying to kill me, or someone blames me for everything... Most of them end with my death, and I have no idea how or why this happens. It's not like I'm exactly depressed at the moment, but I suppose it doesn't really matter how I'm feeling, they always seem to end up like that. The most recent dreams I have been having always have the same two people in it, excluding me. I don't really know why, but they do. The last one I had, it was mainly just me and this one person, who is very close to me, being chased to the point where we're stuck in a small room, with some crazy person banging on the door trying to get them back and keep them away from me. These dreams are the worst. They make me live me deepest fears, as well as my greatest wants or whatever you'd say for that... When I wake up from them it can be difficult to distinguish whether it was reality or a dream. And that is the worst part of it all. It's worse then the dreams. Maybe they mean something? I don't know... I honestly don't know what a professional would say, let alone think of my dreams... I don't know if I'd need to have medication, or there's nothing they could do to help them. I don't even know if I want them to stop... Just to have a few 'normal' dreams, none where I die... Or none where anything super crazy or bad happens... Just a dream where I do normal things... Or something... I dunno... I guess there's nothing I can really do but oh well... I'll just have to learn to live with them...