It’s hard to fight with your subconscious sometimes. You thought it’s over… You’ve moved on. You are successfully standing up on your own after a lot of pain. You’re happy once again. And then one night your subconscious will attack you through a dream… Then your life starts to fall apart all over again. You realize then that you’re just alone, lost… You will hate your dream, hate your subconscious.. then hate yourself. Because you realize that your subconscious is you. It’s hard to pull yourself together when your enemy is yourself.
The worst thing about having a good dream is when you can physically touch someone who means something to you and everything feels so wonderful and real. And then you wake up and your heart feels empty, you stare off into space and just think of the best parts as the dream replays in your mind, and…reality hits you.