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R.L.S.~Father Figure & PTSD
Its hell.Picture this if you can...
Your having a beautiful dream that your with your favorite lover. Riding roller coasters and watching movies and of course sex. After you decide to go to the bathroom to pee. When you walk in , the light switch is slippery with blood. It takes you a minute or two but you finally switch on the lights , only to reveal your best friend dead in the bathtub. You look and notice bloody water is seeping out of the tub. You also notice two thick slices (one for each arm) and his/her eyes are starting at the wall. When you turn to look at the wall your horrified to see “Why did you kill me?" At that moment you look down and notice you are holding the murder weapon , which is a old style straight razor. Its soaked in blood . You lose it and start crying ,running from the bathroom back to the bedroom. You look at the bed and see your lover isn't there. Not only is he/she not there, but nobody ever was as you see the sheets still untouched. You try to scream for help, but your voice is gone. That's when you wake up in real life screaming. I call it waking up into a nightmare. Night Terrors,Nightmares are the worst. One that I often have, is about my father figure Alan. Alan was basically my...
Your having a beautiful dream that your with your favorite lover. Riding roller coasters and watching movies and of course sex. After you decide to go to the bathroom to pee. When you walk in , the light switch is slippery with blood. It takes you a minute or two but you finally switch on the lights , only to reveal your best friend dead in the bathtub. You look and notice bloody water is seeping out of the tub. You also notice two thick slices (one for each arm) and his/her eyes are starting at the wall. When you turn to look at the wall your horrified to see “Why did you kill me?" At that moment you look down and notice you are holding the murder weapon , which is a old style straight razor. Its soaked in blood . You lose it and start crying ,running from the bathroom back to the bedroom. You look at the bed and see your lover isn't there. Not only is he/she not there, but nobody ever was as you see the sheets still untouched. You try to scream for help, but your voice is gone. That's when you wake up in real life screaming. I call it waking up into a nightmare. Night Terrors,Nightmares are the worst. One that I often have, is about my father figure Alan. Alan was basically my...
