Well today was fine, except I found out that my friend is going to off them self. That started up my anxiety. It was a small seed, but it grew. It was the worst when I went to my counsoler. I told him about my recurring dream. I was arguing with some one. A guy. We started fighting, and he hit me in the face. I lunged at him and sunk my teeth in the area where his shoulder and neck meets. I could taste the salt and iron of the blood. I swallowed the mouth full. Then I woke up, and I can feel the texture in my mouth.
Am I losing my mind?