Nightmares, dreams, whatever you call them, death is certain. PTSD comes with flashbacks and nightmares but some of them can be downright disturbing. I recently dreamed of death. My children's deaths. In one dream my middle child seriously injured my youngest to the point of death. It was horrible. Then there are dreams where we all died in car accidents, bizzarre things. It seems everywhere I turn there are funeral processions, people dying. Even my own mortality seems so real. Even at a young-ish age. One thing is for certain, and that is death. Some die old, some die young, some healthy some not. So why do I find myself in such a funk? Why does everything death related seem to stand out? So ominous? Hmm, I wonder if it has anything to do with Halloween.
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