Sweet dreams, little one

When stressed: some people develop a twitch. Others grit and grind their teeth while they sleep (which I actually kind of do too).

Weirdos, like me, have dreams that their graduation from high school was a fluke.

Yep. One of many indicators that I need a chill pill is when I wake up in the morning wondering if I really passed that class I needed to graduate. It’s happened for the past few years – obviously any and all times I’ve been stressed. Even if I think I’ve calmed down before bed, I wake up in the morning wondering how in the world they let me graduate if I failed Physics.

Uh, well, here you go. When I looked up failure on dreammoods.com – obviously the definitive source on psychoanalysis – this is what it says:

To dream of failure, signifies fears of inadequacy and low self-esteem. You are not applying yourself to the fullest potential. Or you are overwhelmed with anxiety and the pressure to excel.


Also, this – when I looked up high school:

To dream that you have to repeat high school, suggests that you are doubting your accomplishments and the goals that you have already completed. You feel that you may not be measuring up to the expectation of others. The dream may occur because some recent situation may have awakened old anxieties and insecurities.

Wanna know my problems/anxieties/fears? You just saw them, summed up in a paragraph, seriously.

I’ve had a lot of bad dreams lately, none of which I can really remember, only that I woke up after them mad, sad or really happy that it was just a dream and wasn’t real.

But these, I always remember. This last one was my Latin class. Three years of that language that no one speaks. But damn if it didn’t help with Spanish.

So, yeah. I’m trying to get the stress and anxiety under control, which I’ll gladly take tips for. And here’s hoping my dreams focus a lot more on things like being on the beach with Bradley Cooper – just an idea…

Published by Laura

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