I also have suddenly developed an I revise OCD thing surrounding food. As in, I’m terrified of things spoiling and getting food poisoning, so now I have rituals and am starting to annoy my family. But the main ritual is never leaving food out, or throwing it away if I do, and honestly that’s not TOO bad as long as I’m reasonable. (As in, throwing out chicken that’s been out two hours at room temp, Sure. If I start throwing away open bags of dried fruits, I will address it more closely.)
Also impulsively bought everything I need to give my gecko a second floor. I dunno why I did that, because I can’t afford it. My therapist is still a bit concerned about how my pets all have luxurious spaces to live and play in except for the cat and dog and myself.
I’m my own pet, according to my messed up grammar, lol
I’ve been having creepy dreams! One was weirdly pleasant though. It was me driving to school in New Hampshire (where I take online classes, but in reality I live in TN and have never even been to NH), and in the dream I decided to turn off my GPS because my subconscious knew the way. But I accidentally took one wrong path(?) and Brandi was in a shop! As the greeter employee! :0
Did I mention this happened in reality? (I have not, I just don’t know how to say that, in English. (Yes, English is my native language, don’t laugh.)) It was... odd. Long story, might tell it later.
Anyway. In dream world, we mimicked the time this actually happened. Sort of. And Brandi was telling me about how she still wanted to write.
This also happened in reality. Mostly with Fungus, but not always.
So I told her I’m going to this school and she should come with me. So she did. And I introduced her to my professor/advisor/admissions counselor (they were kind of mixed, no good faces in my dreams so the characters always get confusing — plus I haven’t met these people in person). And then Brandi loved the school and was telling me that she was thinking about going.
This also happened in reality, but at my undergrad school.
I remember feeling proud of her. It was a very strong emotion, and so in the dream it was too, even though in the dream, we weren’t friends anymore.
It was an odd dream. I woke up feeling sort of happy though, but the weirder thing — I woke up feeling relieved. Not because I felt that Brandi wasn’t out there suffering, but because the dream was so real that I thought it happened. And in the dream, I was disappointed in myself for letting her back into my life, especially with the old barriers of “I do what you need.”
So when I woke up and eventually realized it WAS just a dream, I was extremely relieved that I didn’t have to be that for her anymore. She wasn’t going to start hating me if I got ahead. She won’t get jealous of my life (or I won’t know if she does).
I’m still incredibly sorry for her childhood, but come to think of it, she couldn’t have survived half the shit I went through with the attitude she has. I don’t mean that meanly. I still really hope she gets better, and maybe she will because I’m not around. I really had to let her go, though, no matter how important she was to me.
I just really love taking care of people. But I’m also extremely independent.
I think this dream was sparked by someone asking to date me “until I get back with my boyfriend again.” They are on/off dating, her first relationship ever. She was wanting to know if I could be her “casual cuddle buddy.” Weirdly I didn’t say yes or no, I just kind of let Fungus soak in everything she was hiding and then gave her relationship advice. I haven’t really talked to her since then.
I’m worth way more than a casual cuddle buddy, but for some reason I got attached to her quickly once I understood what she was feeling. But not attached enough to text her back for several days. I think she should apologize for asking that of me. Either we’re friends or we’re not. I’m not getting between someone and her boyfriend when neither are ready to move on. Too much drama. I don’t have time for that.