I’ve stopped smoking weed on a frequent basis, now it’s maybe once every two weeks or if I see certain people, and I have dreams again.
Before this I had dreams when I had to quit to pass a drug test. They were wild and symbolic, but mostly stressful due to the amount of pressure I’d put myself under.
I’m less stressed now and instead am haunted by people I used to know. Old girlfriends and guys I was friendly with in my hometown. Perhaps the most haunting is the old girlfriends. There is one that brings me to my knees begging my mind for mercy.
When I wake up and realize it wasn’t real it is like feeling the relationship die over and over.
You think you’re over something – someone – yet your subconscious refuses to let them leave. It’s fucked up and I hate it. I don’t know if I’m in their subconscious. Knowing the situation it’s unrequited. I suppose, it has to do with the eventual and likely reunion. We had brought together a pair, a clearly well-faring pair, and I think they’ll be married.
It’s okay though – better to have loved and lost than never love at all.
The other aspect of these dreams I don’t like is the creation of love lives with friends. Sheesh. It’s all just a dream I guess. Let it go.
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