-Writing on phone so typos and stuff -
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a dream and will one day wake up in a hospital bed or something.
And everything i had known, never existed.
And I would spend the rest of my life knowing happiness and having that all stripped away.
And everything i had known, never existed.
And I would spend the rest of my life knowing happiness and having that all stripped away.
I was dreaming about something similar last night.
In the dream there would be times in my life where I would slip out of my "coma" and get a glimpse of "reality". It would just be flashes of images. I would be eating dinner, drop a spoon, go to reach for it, and an image of a dark room and tubes coming out of my arms. But then flash, and everything would be back to normal.
In the dream this continues till one vision where I see a needle approach my nose, i look around, "doctor his eyes", "it's just reflexes", then a hammer hits the needle. Clink* and I'm stuck in this new room forever. Unable to move or talk, just rotting away with my thoughts of my previous life.
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In the dream this continues till one vision where I see a needle approach my nose, i look around, "doctor his eyes", "it's just reflexes", then a hammer hits the needle. Clink* and I'm stuck in this new room forever. Unable to move or talk, just rotting away with my thoughts of my previous life.
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Maybe it's a subconscious fear, that one day I will lose the things i love most and be in a situation where I live with that loss
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The friend I had mentioned in the previous post ended up passing away.
At his memorial service, I didn't feel sad for him, in one sense I was happy he could finally be at peace. But it was his family and especially his finance that I felt sad for. I saw her as I entered the hall, i could physically feel her pain, I started to feel a little sick and the ground felt unstable like a small earthquake just hit. I wanted to say something, but there is really nothing I could have said. When all your hopes and happiness are taken away words don't really do so much. I think if were in her shoes I would go insane with grief. Dying isn't the hard part, it's living with death that seems most difficult.
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The friend I had mentioned in the previous post ended up passing away.
At his memorial service, I didn't feel sad for him, in one sense I was happy he could finally be at peace. But it was his family and especially his finance that I felt sad for. I saw her as I entered the hall, i could physically feel her pain, I started to feel a little sick and the ground felt unstable like a small earthquake just hit. I wanted to say something, but there is really nothing I could have said. When all your hopes and happiness are taken away words don't really do so much. I think if were in her shoes I would go insane with grief. Dying isn't the hard part, it's living with death that seems most difficult.
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