So I'm on two hours of sleep and still depressed. I just feel like this is something I should talk about...
I have very weird dreams,like very weird. So,I started keeping a dream diary in hopes it would help...
I was going through it,seeing if there were any good plots when I found the weirdest one yet...
I just....I'm just going to put exactly what I wrote down.
"I was basically insane,having to live with never ending voices in my head....they tried to make me tell them the lock combination but i couldn't. The playground must stay forever.
They didn't treat him fairly. He must be treated fairly. Daddy was more popular....but dad needed to be treated fairly.
He got all the credit when we finally were allowed to eat."
I don't know if might have some deeper meaning...
Maybe the whole playground thing was me trying to hold onto the childhood I had before everything became a disaster...
And father always got credit while mom was working a lot for us...
The lock might be my secrets....or trying to open up to others...
These are just ideas but I really felt like this should be talked about.
