So last night, I had a terrible nightmare. I won't get into it, partially because I don't even want to think about it, partially because it was a dream so some parts of it don't make sense when explained. Anyhow. When I woke up, it took a couple seconds for me to realize the horrible things I'd thought happened didn't actually happen and that it was, indeed, just a dream.
The moment one realizes that a nightmare was just, indeed, a dream - is that the best moment, or the worst moment ever? I'm debating. I felt an extreme sense of relief, but also a little twinge of something else. I'm not sure what - anger? Trauma? I don't know. But I still feel a little shaken from it, even though it's been around 12 hours later.
Your thoughts? That moment when you realize a nightmare was, indeed, just simply a dream and not reality - is that a good feeling or a quasi-bad one?
The moment one realizes that a nightmare was just, indeed, a dream - is that the best moment, or the worst moment ever? I'm debating. I felt an extreme sense of relief, but also a little twinge of something else. I'm not sure what - anger? Trauma? I don't know. But I still feel a little shaken from it, even though it's been around 12 hours later.
Your thoughts? That moment when you realize a nightmare was, indeed, just simply a dream and not reality - is that a good feeling or a quasi-bad one?
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