In some ways, I’m feeling better and less stressed. It’s nice to be more low-key now. I’m still really upset over what happened with “A” and the others. I’ve been having strange dreams the past couple of nights. Last night, I had a really vivid nightmare.
For some reason, an adult came to the children’s hospital where I work. He was a serial killer, who preferred to be called “Satan”. They had to strap him down, but he was still wiggling and straining to get out. I was supposed to draw his blood.
It was freaking me out. I was so nervous. I kept taking a long time to gather my supplies and wash my hands. I didn’t want to face him. I could see him grinning at me with an evil smile. He was spitting and saying nasty things.
Before I could get to him, he escaped! He managed to get out of the hospital. I remember feeling relieved though. I went home that afternoon. Shortly thereafter, “Satan” was outside of my house. Apparently, he had fixated on me wanted to bring harm to me. We tried to hide, away from any windows. I kept thinking that I had to protect my 3 kitties.
Suddenly, I realized that one of my kitties was gone (Maya). I looked outside, and I could no longer see the serial killer. I was panicked and scared, but I went outside to try to rescue to Maya. All I found was a bunch of clumps of fur and blood though 😦 She was gone. I felt so devastated and guilty.
That’s all I remember from that dream. WTH. Then, I dreamed that my grandpa died!! It felt so real and heart-breaking. 😦 I woke up feeling crappy. Also, I’m 19dpo and no AF, but I think I feel her trying to come.