21.09.24 | Dreams🌙

I just woke up, and I can't shake this deep desire to experience life the way I do in my dreams. I mean those nighttime dreams, the ones I have when I’m really asleep. Lately, I’ve been dreaming about going back to school and seeing all my old friends and classmates. In those dreams, everyone is kind to me, and I actually feel happy being social. My old friends give me so much affection,hugs, compliments and I feel like I can truly be myself around them.

The strange and crazy things that happen in my dreams don’t confuse me. It’s the human connection that gets me. Normally, I don’t feel real happiness in my heart, but when I’m dreaming, I feel those emotions so strongly, and it’s incredible. In real life, my mental health isn’t great, and I don’t feel these things, but in my dreams, my body reminds me that these feelings are still alive. I know exactly what I need to feel that way in reality, it’s about finding people who truly care, people who would never hurt me, who are considerate, and don’t make me feel like an outsider. I have so much love to give, and I’d do anything to find those deep, lifelong connections. 

If this was already part of my life, I wouldn’t be dreaming about it so much. I know some dreams hold meaning, and mine all follow a similar pattern—the same settings, the same people, the same feelings. 

These words might not make complete sense because you’re not me, and you don’t know exactly what’s going on in my mind. I’m doing my best to describe it. English isn’t even my first language, so that makes it a bit harder.

But what I’m trying to say is this: If some of my dreams became reality, they would heal a big part of my soul.🥺