Tomorrow's Promise

Never-Ending Nightmares

I find myself once again awake in the middle of the night, my heart pounding, sweat dripping down my forehead. The nightmares, they haunt me relentlessly, refusing to release their grip on my fragile mind. These never-ending nightmares, a cruel reminder of the pain I endured in my past. In the darkness of my dreams, I am transported back to those moments of torment and fear. I relive the verbal assaults, the physical abuse, and the constant manipulation that left me feeling powerless and trapped. The nightmares strip away the progress I have made in my waking life, as if to remind me that the scars of my past are still raw and tender. I try to escape the clutches of these nightmares, but they persist, lurking in the shadows of my subconscious. They serve as a cruel reminder of the trauma I endured and the strength it took to break free from that toxic relationship. It is as if my mind is desperately trying to process the pain, to make sense of the chaos that was once my reality. But I refuse to let these nightmares define me. I am determined to heal, to reclaim my sense of peace and security.

"Can you tell me a bit more about these nightmares?" Dr. Tisdale asked.

"They're always the same. It's like I'm trapped, suffocating in his control. I feel his anger, his rage, It's as if I'm reliving those moments of abuse all over again." I said.

She takes a moment to finish writing in her journal, then she looks up at me.

"I can only imagine how terrifying and overwhelming that must be for you, Adaline. It's important to remember that dreams often reflect our deepest fears and unresolved emotions. They can be a way for our minds to process and heal." She said.

"But why do these nightmares keep coming back? It's been a year since I left him. I want to heal, to break free from these nightmares. I don't want him to have power over me anymore." I said getting frustrated. I just want to be happy again, I don't want to think or be reminded of Jackson ever again.

"Have you been writing in your journal I gave you?" She asked.

"Yes, almost everyday."

"Good, when you get these nightmares, I want you to write down the first thing you think of when you have these nightmares." She said. "Well our time is up, I will see you next Tuesday, Take care Adaline."

As I walked home from therapy, my mind drifted to thoughts of Jackson. The therapy session had brought up memories and emotions that I hadn't thought about in a while, and Jackson was at the forefront of my mind. I remembered the first time we met I was at a concert with one of my old friends, our eyes locking across that crowded room. He was a charming person at first, he was always by my side, taking me out, buying me expensive things, anything to win my heart over and It worked. We got married after a year of dating, and that is when it all came crashing down.

"Adaline." I heard a familiar voice. I turned around and noticed William walking up to me.

"Hi." I blushed, I don't know, but everytime I'm near William it's like all my fears disappear.

"Fancy meeting you here? Would you like to have coffee with me, and we can talk business, since we didn't get to yesterday." He said.

We stepped into this cozy café, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries filling the air. The soft chatter of customers and the gentle clinking of cups created a comforting ambiance. My eyes sparkled with excitement as I took in the charming decor and the inviting atmosphere. William held the door open for me, and we found a table near the window where we could enjoy the view of the bustling street outside. As We settled into our seats, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the conversation that was about to unfold.

"Ever since I was a little girl I have dreamt of owning my own Café, but with a twist of having a mini library in it and also a bakery. I love baking and coffee, even books." I said sipping on my coffee.