A Goodbye Dream


The other night, I dreamed that I was crying and telling my brother that I never got a chance to say goodbye to him.  I now know why I dreamed that.  It’s because I never got a chance to say goodbye to the people at my out-of-town BPD group either.  I never got a chance to finish up with them.  I wish I would’ve had a chance to say goodbye before my group got cancelled.

I’m wondering if, because I was crying in the dream, will I someday be able to cry for him while I’m awake?  It’s been several months now and I still haven’t.  It doesn’t feel quite real to me.  I know he’s gone.  I never got a chance to say goodbye to him.

I just thought I would tell you about my dream and the epiphany I had about it.  Thanks for listening.  Till next time,

— Joyce.

 

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