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Old Aug 23, 2015, 01:38 AM
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Before I get to my point, I need to do a bit of explaining.

I used to have dreams about what seemed to be events in my life before they happened. It happened a lot more when it was younger, but not so much anymore. The last one, well I don't exactly know if it was or not, was the dream about my fiance before I ever met him. Basically I dreamed that all of the things in my life were going to fall apart at once, and in the midst of it all this guy named Eric was going to save me. I'd forgotten about the dream when I fell into such a horrible depression because everything was going wrong that I decided to move away from where I'd been living, and that's when I met him. And he did save me, in a way... I've never felt happy the way that he makes me feel, and I don't know how I would have gotten through the past year without him.

As I was lying in bed a few minutes ago, trying to sleep, I remembered another dream from earlier this year. I remember it because it might have been the worst nightmare I've ever had. In the dream, I was on a boat for some reason with Eric, and I had the vague impression that we were celebrating something, maybe our honeymoon. I have all of the dream written down, so I have proof that I actually dreamed it and I'm not crazy about these details. Whenever something like this dream comes to me, I write it down to keep track of it. Anyway, I couldn't have possibly known when I had that dream that Eric and I would win a cruise trip and later decide to use it as our honeymoon. I couldn't have even known I'd even go on a boat because I'm not really into them. It wasn't something I ever thought I'd do at the time. And that was what comforted me.

Now I'm terrified of what might happen when we go on this trip, because in my dream something went wrong with the ship and it sank. Eric and I got out fine, but people died, and I couldn't save them. I remember waking up from that dream shaking, and going into the bathroom and sobbing because it felt so real... I want to be crazy. I want to believe that dreams are just dreams, but right now I can't... I've only had one dream like this that didn't come true in some way or another, so I'm very scared.

I don't even believe in things like this anymore, but I can't deny that it's disturbing that I dreamed something like this and parts of it are suddenly much more plausible. When I remembered it, it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up... If you think this is crazy, then please, by all means tell me so. I don't want this to be real. I want it to just be all in my head...