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12 Jan 2025

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I dreamt that I was still married to my ex husband. That we were living in an apartment complex that had really low-class neighbours: rough, angry parents with loud, wild children leaving broken toys and possessions everywhere. They were always fighting and making a mess, loud and disruptive. I saw one of the dads give my husband some money, and I smiled at them, saying to the other man, "Oh, has he been fixing your kid's toys for you?" The other man looked up at me, irritated, and muttered, "Yeah, fixing toys..." as he shook his head at my stupidity and stalked off. And I realised that my husband had gone back to dealing drugs, that I'd just witnessed a deal going down. (In this dream he had obviously done it before and quit, making promises to me about it.) I felt huge betrayal deep in my heart, so bad that it woke me up and wont go away. And I could see that I didnt care about the drug dealing at all, what hurt was him aligning with these other people against me - making me the one they all were lying too. If he'd told me he wanted to go back to dealing, I wouldn't have had an opinion one way or the other. He is an adut capable of understanding consequences for breaking the law. And if he'd included me in his plans, I would have felt honoured that he was at least letting me know. But I had thought we were a united team in our discomfort in that place, both looking forward to moving out and in the meantime keeping space between us and the feral neighbours. He dishonoured me, made me an object of mockery and deception, which made me a target and an outsider. That pain of dishonour woke me up.

11 Jan 2025

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I was out drunk driving . I thought I was sober enough to drive . When i originally drove in the parking lot there was a black lab laying in the middle of the road with a orange cat. On my way out it was still there I drove down this ramp to get on the street but i couldn’t stop fast enough and I went to the other side of the road towards incoming traffic l. It felt like I was driving on Mario Kart then eventually I hit a car . I closed my eyes when I opened i realized I was alive in in the car so that means I had to have lived and I must not have actually drive the car drunk . I assumed I must have drunk slept in the car. Then I started looking around and I wasn’t in the car. I was in some apartment . It was a party . One of my cousins were there and she was talking to me. I was confused . She told me to sit down . I assumed I was in a car accident. I looked down my legs were fine and working but I had bandages on my hand all of my fingers were wrapped and my palm . I looked in the mirror in my face was puffy and had a couple of scratches . My lips were swollen and it hurt like my teeth hit them . My body was sore . I was confused how I got there . I went to go find my phone for clarity. I went outside past the hostess and dj of the party when I got outside I saw ppl in the alley on the ground . It seemed like a zombie run. I went back upstairs and my aunt had my phone . I had to tip the hostess to pay for it . I gave him the 20 dollar gift card and he wanted more so I took out a 5 there was a bug on it so I threw it on the floor. He was not happy by that but I couldn’t pick it up. They gave me my phone . It was an android ( I have an iPhone ). There were 16 missed calls . I had group messages with my mom and brother and I sent then porn clips . My phone was filled with porn, and spam and looked like I was hacked . Then I realized I have an iPhone . And idk what is going on.