Last night I woke my bf up. I was still asleep but had bolted upright in bed and was crying. I was dreaming but this dream was on crack. It was so real and vivid that I swore when my bf shook me awake that it must be true.
I dreamt that I was searching for my 8 yr old daughter, that I had sent her to the store by herself(something I would never do in real life) and that she had gone missing. Her father and I searched for her frantically, all over the city and in the woods. We could not find her. I was so desperate and heartsick. Then we got a call from the RCMP that she had been hit by a car and her body was under a bridge. We raced there and I held her as she died.
It was so awful. Even though it was a dream, the emotional pain was excruciating. It felt so real that I had to get out of bed to go see her in her room. I just needed to touch her to believe that she was still alive.
It has been 14 hours since that horrible nightmare and I still haven't been able to shake it. Today has been a write off. I haven't left the house and even kept my daughter home from school. I couldn't bear to have her out of my sight at all today.
I need help. I am going to see my family doctor in 3 hours. I am taking Celexa and going to therapy but it isn't helping. I tried to start a trauma journal but feel unable to continue it.
So many lives have been destroyed by this one human being. This one piece of crap who murdered that poor girl we found. I am so angry at him. I am going to court tomorrow to hopefully seevthem lay charges against him for the murder. It is a good thing that they make everyone go through the metal detector before walking into court because I am sure that a lot of people want him dead... Me included. I've never felt that way about anyone or anything before. The hatred for what he's done to all of us is so intense.
I dreamt that I was searching for my 8 yr old daughter, that I had sent her to the store by herself(something I would never do in real life) and that she had gone missing. Her father and I searched for her frantically, all over the city and in the woods. We could not find her. I was so desperate and heartsick. Then we got a call from the RCMP that she had been hit by a car and her body was under a bridge. We raced there and I held her as she died.
It was so awful. Even though it was a dream, the emotional pain was excruciating. It felt so real that I had to get out of bed to go see her in her room. I just needed to touch her to believe that she was still alive.
It has been 14 hours since that horrible nightmare and I still haven't been able to shake it. Today has been a write off. I haven't left the house and even kept my daughter home from school. I couldn't bear to have her out of my sight at all today.
I need help. I am going to see my family doctor in 3 hours. I am taking Celexa and going to therapy but it isn't helping. I tried to start a trauma journal but feel unable to continue it.
So many lives have been destroyed by this one human being. This one piece of crap who murdered that poor girl we found. I am so angry at him. I am going to court tomorrow to hopefully seevthem lay charges against him for the murder. It is a good thing that they make everyone go through the metal detector before walking into court because I am sure that a lot of people want him dead... Me included. I've never felt that way about anyone or anything before. The hatred for what he's done to all of us is so intense.
