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I don\u2019t think I\u2019m being hyperbolic about it either, because I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve ever had a dream in my life that upon waking up, it reduces me to breaking down into sobbing, I need nearly 30 minutes to bring myself back to earth, and it proceeds to ruin the entire day because I can\u2019t stop thinking about it, and thinking about it fills up the wells again and it\u2019s moar crying all over again.\u00a0 Telling my wife about it floods the gates one more time, and I can\u2019t even bring myself to write about it until an entire day has passed because it apparently did that much of a number on me.<\/span><\/p>\n So yeah, I think it\u2019s pretty safe to say that this was the worst dream I\u2019ve ever had in my entire life.<\/span><\/p>\n In a nutshell, I was dying, which I can\u2019t really say has ever really bothered me in the past, but then I had kids, and the number one drawback to no longer living would be the inability to watch and experience their growth and now the thought of death isn\u2019t something to be so ambivalent about anymore.<\/span><\/p>\n But in this dream, not only was I dying, I was basically otherwise alive and fine, but facing an impending, for lack of a better term, euthanization.\u00a0 I had something that was going to definitively kill me, and for whatever reason, it would be best to be put to sleep lest I suffer a gruesome painful demise.\u00a0 I had a scheduled death date and time in place, and I was basically spending my time in this dream trying to tie up loose ends, and try and make the transition into the world without me in it, as seamless as possible.<\/span><\/p>\n Two specific moments stood out the most that I can recall the most, which was a conversation with mythical wife, explaining that after I\u2019m gone, I am fine if she wanted to ever remarry in the future, and obviously to just keep the girls in mind when looking for someone else.\u00a0 She was more torn up about the conversation we were having than I was, which is probably not necessarily true to reality, seeing as how I probably shed tears way more than she does on the regular.<\/span><\/p>\n However that didn\u2019t last long, because it was the other moment that I remember which ultimately ended up being the breaking point in my dream.\u00a0 I was on my last day, and while walking around the house with my wife further discussing things to keep in mind and things that were settled, I realized that I only had about an hour left before my death appointment, and I proceeded to have a panic attack about why I wasn\u2019t spending this time with my children.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I frantically ran down the stairs and it was at this point in which I finally woke up.\u00a0 It was 5:21 am, and I lay there for a few seconds coming to the realiazation that it was all just a dream.\u00a0 I wasn\u2019t dying, and I wasn\u2019t going to be taken away from my wife and children.\u00a0 It didn\u2019t matter though, in the seconds that followed, I began openly weeping and the tears came pouring out, fat, hot and wet down my face.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I couldn\u2019t get back to sleep after a dream like that, so I went downstairs with the dog to take her out early, since she already perked up knowing that I had awoken.\u00a0 Afterward, I meandered aimlessly downstairs, and gulped down some water since I had woken up with the driest mouth ever afterward.\u00a0 Must been the blood pressure medication, which did state such could be a side effect; nothing was mentioned about lucid, horrible dreams though.<\/span><\/p>\n I sat in the media room in the dark, just replaying the dream in my head, and crying some more.\u00a0 I clicked on the baby monitor to feel the most immense relief at seeing my two girls peacefully sleeping away in their rooms, knowing that I\u2019d get to see them in just a few hours when they woke up.<\/span><\/p>\n Eventually I went back to bed, since rational thinking finally came back to me and I figured it would be best to at least lay down and try to sleep, even if it wouldn\u2019t come, just so I could be warm and comfortable if anything at all.\u00a0 I don\u2019t remember falling back asleep, but I do remember being awoken by the alarm, that really wasn\u2019t much long afterward.<\/span><\/p>\n My day was effectively ruined after that, and I had to make sure I kept my mind on the tasks at hand, because every time my mind wandered back to the dream, I would begin to feel tears welling up again, and crying in the office wasn\u2019t something that I really wanted to have happen.<\/span><\/p>\n Point is, it\u2019s not a difficult reach to say that this really was the worst dream that I\u2019ve ever had in my life.\u00a0 It\u2019s like I can\u2019t call it a nightmare, because there wasn\u2019t anything unrealistically frightening, aside from the ability to schedule a voluntary euthanization, but the scenario of being a situation where I couldn\u2019t see my kids ever again is something that could very well happen, and that alone puts the fear of god into me like nothing else.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I don\u2019t think I\u2019m being hyperbolic about it either, because I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve ever had a dream in my life that upon waking up, it reduces me to breaking down into sobbing, I need nearly 30 minutes to bring myself back to earth, and it proceeds to ruin the entire day because I can\u2019t … Continue reading The worst dream of my life<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[137,34,206,192,177,49],"class_list":["post-49603","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brog","tag-death","tag-dreams","tag-family","tag-kids","tag-mythical","tag-wtf"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49603","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=49603"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49603\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":49604,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49603\/revisions\/49604"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=49603"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=49603"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=49603"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}