I’m completely thrown.I’ve just woken up from a horrific nightmare. I dreamed I was raped by a friend.
Now I’ve had the depression nightmares before but this was in such excruciating detail that it is still freaking me the frack out.
I am a two time rape survivor – one from a guy I was fucking and once drugged by a stranger. What I know for certain is that my dream never happened.
I thought I was getting better or at least staying at the “not really coping but everyone thinks I am” stage. I have vivid depression dreams all the time but the detail of this and the friend involved have freaked me out.
I guess it’s time to go back to counselling. It’s just the thought of spilling my guts once again and getting fucked over or misdiagnosed is exhausting.