I don't remember when it was because I haven't been taking my meds straight, but I do remember most of the dream.
I had tried to kill myself again and got taken in to a hospital. In the dream the nurse didn't want me there long so she sent me out after a few hours. I was gone in time so that my parents didn't notice and I was back in my bed by nightfall. I returned to the hospital because I knew I had a problem and I needed a safe place to recuperate. I had a guy friend in there that tried to get me in but I was always on the outside of the ward looking in. At times I was peering through windows and others I was inside the hospital, pleading to get in but they were "backed up" or "full." Another girl I knew from back when I played vb with High Impact, Christine or Christina, was in the waiting room and waved to me.
I don't remember when it was but I find it disturbing that I would dream that I had tried to kill myself again. It's disturbing enough that those thoughts still play on a track in my mind. I walk it out normally or talk to people. Some days it is hard.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world