That is SERIOUSLY effed up!
I had a dream a couple of nights ago that struck me as strange the next day…but now I’m thinking about it and I’m thinking, “that was seriously effed up!”
I was so distraught in the dream about who-knows-what that I decided death would be a better alternative. WHAT? So, instead of killing myself, I had someone else shoot me in the chest with a shot gun. WHAT? But then, as soon as it happened, I realized I wanted to live afterall…so the paramedics were called and they brought me back to life.
Uh…some dream! Then, I quickly decided death was in fact better so I did it all over again. I woke up just as I was being brought back to life for the second time. The paramedic asked me a series of questions before resuscitating me again…like, therapist questions. And I was like, “don’t we need to get started on this?! Hurry up!”
Anyway, this is pretty extreme (because I do NOT want to die), but it pretty much represents how I feel lately. I’ve been administered a shot gun wound to the chest and then brought back to life over and over again by my friends and family. What a roller coaster.
2 years ago