My dream was so awful, I can’t bring myself to describe it.
All I can say is that it was about my 19 year old son. He’s a good boy, I have no worries about his behaviour or anything. He is off to uni in Sept.
But it woke me up at 5am and since then I’ve felt anxious and sick. I am in work ready to start my day, but want to rush home and cry. It’s really frightened me. Please tell me this is normal and will pass. It’s shaken me up.
I feel bad writing this when so many people are dealing with horrible ‘real life’ situations, hence the TW. But I feel so very unsettled and don’t want to talk to anyone else about it.
I guess I want to hear that it’s normal and lots of people have this and it’ll pass soon and to stop being daft.