For a while now, I have had vivid dreams about meeting someone and being happy. Sometimes it is a stranger - it used to the ex partner who left me - and last night it was a guy in America I 'know' but have never met. There are always wonderful meetings, romantic stuff and sometimes even sexual stuff. I get compliments, feel connected, hopeful for the future - in the dream at least.
Then I wake up of course and life is how it is. I have reached the stage now that I am too poorly to have any sort of relationship. I have lymphoma, sleep a lot of the day, have no energy, take injections of Interferon etc. My hair may never grow properly again, so I always wear a hat. Not exactly Match.com material.
Without the dreams, I cope. I do a little work from home, have wonderful friends, a daughter who loves me etc. But the dreams leave me so upset - particularly last night's dream because I have more than a crush on this chap in America. It all seemed so bloody real. Now I feel completely alone and as I said, bloody pathetic. Does anyone else have vivid dreams and then wake up feeling lost and upset during the day, because the reality is so different? I guess there is no way to stop dreams, but I wish I knew a trick or two. Why can't I have silly dreams about swimming with Bruce Forsyth and a porpoise called Brian? That would make me laugh. I used to have absurd dreams like that...what the crap is going on with this romcom nonsense in my brain now?