I feel horrible, it was one of my worst days ever. I just wishing I could believe my reality isn't a bad dream, and that all of you are real, but I truly believe nobody in my reality is real, that I'm dreaming, and that nobody in the infinite is even aware of me and my pain. It's a nightmare in hell for me! And I wish there was some way of not believing that. But I keep hoping hoping hoping an angel will save me. I come here to MSF out of hope. Every person I pass by on my daily walks I just have this hope they will save me, somehow have my answers to show me I'm not dreaming, that I'm not alone.