#313: A Dream!

What does it mean to wake up from the dream that I am having a mental breakdown?! Why would I dream this? What’s going on my subconscious mind that is so hard to even be revealed in a dream, and is only manifested through having a metal breakdown?!

Do you get me? Is it even worth the share?! What’s happening to me?!!

I need to feel safe, I need to feel that I am backed up, that I am really here, that I am really cared for. I need a hug! That physical touch that assures us that we are real.

But, why is it even important to feel real? I mean, what would happen if we discovered that we are just some fictional characters in a movie or in someone else’s mind? I know I’d be boring, too boring to keep me alive actually, yet maybe I’m there for a reason, or maybe for no reasons at all. Why would I even care? I am just a fictional character. 

Yet again, this is really interesting to discuss. We are too afraid to find out that we are not real, that this all isn’t just happening in our minds, even though being real means that we are the ones responsible for our lives, and that gives us freedom, right? Yet, if we found out that this all isn’t real, that maybe we are just some puppets in someone else’s story, that would deprive us from our right to choose, we’d not be responsible for anything, and we’d be tied to the choices of the writer. Which would you choose?!

To be or not to be?!

Back to the dream, am I avoiding breaking down? Maybe I need this, to break down, go somewhere far, get fixed there, then come back a totally new human. Anyway, it was just a dream, let’s not brag about it!