I can't stop dreaming about TB. I wake up and I just want to cry. It's horrific. I just don't know what to do with myself. The dreams are either a) when he tells me he loves me and treats me perfectly or b) when I feel like I'm chasing him around a dream and he walks off and is with his friends. I guess you don't have to be a therapist to understand either of them given our past.
I just want it all to calm down. I can't stop thinking about the times we've had together. The happiness and fun and whilst I'm so thankful that I ever got to experience that level of perfectness with a guy, it haunts me now.
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