It'd been about 4 months since I had any flashbacks of my wreck and no nightmares in I don't know how long. Saturday night that changed. I woke my boyfriend at 4am screaming because I couldn't wake up from a nightmare. I relived my wreck completely before he got me to wake up. I feel so bad he didn't even know I had these issues and I thought they were over with. I thought I could be ok for once. I tried to lighten up and have a good time meeting his friends for the first time. I guess drinking is out of the question again for a while. I feel like such a bad person.