nightmares remind you of the things you do not want to think about - they make it hard to think, hard to breathe. they affirm what you fear and therefore cause you to steer yourself away from that fear.
...mine was of anger, gotten from living with my mum. she'd be the most infuriating person ever; and i don't want to have to deal with that. yes, she's my mum and she brought me up - but i'm not sure i will be giving her and me more grief or that i'll be giving her "a peace of mind" knowing i will be in the room next to hers when i do come back home.
hm. living with her is probably as good as living alone - that's a mother who's there but nowhere to be found most of the time. yes, i want to support her, yes i want to take care of her but i don't think i can live with her. i think i'll feel bad when she passes on, but right now, i don't think i'll choose to live with her even if given the chance.
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