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I dealt with this for a long time. Now I have a standing prescription for Ambien. I still have the dreams, but I don’t remember them very well (after three years, you build up a tolerance).
Pleasant dreams can be worse than nightmares. When you wake up from a nightmare, things are better.
Dreams about not being depressed are simply heart-breaking.
Welcome to my last night.
Geez how weird. Last night I dreamed about an old best friend who wrote me off 15 years ago when he got married and started a new job. We’d know each other since high school but I didn’t fit his ‘lifestyle’ anymore. I still miss the good times. I wish I didn’t dream.
Carl Eric Von Kleist IV – that’s pretty much the message of the second part of this strip (this is a two-parter). It’s the nice dreams that give you hope that waking up takes away.
I really liked this one. It happens to me frequently, especially the dreaming about my ex’s.
It doesn’t work for everyone, but Rhodiola rosea tea or caps in late evening mean that I’m no longer awake at 03:15 with brain spinning.
O.O
Spot on. Me last night. Ex’s, old friends… uncanny.
luckily, i usually don’t dream. but when i do it’s inevitablly a nightmare.
I’ve never ever dreamt about any of my exes, except for once… and this rare occasion just happened yesterday. What a funny coincidence.
This feels soooo awkward, because it happened to me this night, and I rarely have any dreams at all. Ruined the day right at its beginning. Sad.
I hate dreaming about people who I used to date/hang out. I always wake up way more sad than I was when I fell asleep… Nightmares suck too, though… It’s better to not remember what you dreamt about for sure.