Thanks Anon.>Im curious to pick your brain about the dream.
Sorry for being vague about it, I felt like I was already abusing it. Me! Me! Me!
About the dream. My friend was present, I had managed to make some friendships. Or rather, agreements. (They still needed my help for a lot of subjects other than Math)
He stepped outside of the walled backyard in my parent's house. And turned back staring blankly towards the house. I asked him what the heck was going on, he wouldn't reply. I said fuck it and went to check it out by myself. There was a satyr and the moment I saw it I felt dizzy as hell. I walked back inside with my hands on the wall, trying not to fall.
When I woke up, I started searching about interpretations and what not. Turns out is rather varied, most obvious one is le Satan.
I just said, oh well, whatever and call it a day.
The dream was only the beginning tho.
Barely 8-ish months passed, and I was eating alone everyday at school. My friends either died in the middle of a gun-fight as unlucky by standers, or they were diagnosed with some late form of cancer.
I could barely sleep at all. I couldn't eat cuz I struggled to swallow anything. gimme a break Nigel.
Later on I started having sleep paralisys. At that point, I just couldn't take it anymore. I prayed to God for forgiveness.
Afterwards, it was a complete 180 tbh. It was at that time when my Sis became a giant source of peace for me. As the only one I could trust and talk to. She's a smart girl, Mensa-tier in fact. She did, and still has influence over my family. It helped me a lot.
Am I just a pussy? Perhaps, then again; I did probably went a bit too far even for you.
I did blasphemed against the lord quite extensively. Yes, I know what the Bible says about blasphemy and I deeply regret it everyday. But there is nothing I can do about it.
I dunno what am asking from you Anon, sorry. You don't owe me an answer.
But if you have anything to say, I'd like to hear from ya.>Pic unrelated