Emotional pain is embodied.
I’ve never felt more intense physical pain than this emotional pain.
I just had a series of very bizarre dreams. But the weirdest one was at the end. More hyper real than the previous bizarre ones.
Trinket floated in (yes, like a ghost) and apologised for all the pain she has caused me.
Said she was ashamed of believing Roger. That slowly, his lies were revealed. That she recalled me saying we were not separated, that I was shocked and appalled at what he was doing with her, when I still loved him. That his love bombing of her blinded her to his lies, made her think I was the liar. She “forgot” what I told her, the pain in my eyes…
And my mind flashed back to the searing pain of reading a text he sent me, meant for her 🗡🔪🗡🔪
I felt a sense of calm. Of healing. And it was briefly soothing.
Strange thing to dream about after the dreams that preceded, about shootings, paranormal happenings, and supernatural creepiness.
I woke, prickling with sweat.
I wish the nightmares would end. So sick of them.