Nothing as boring as another person's dreams...
It’s very straightforward: I have anxiety dreams about M.’s friends when I’m anxious about our relationship.
Last night I dreamed that one of his friends, who I’ve long suspected didn’t like me all that much (or at all), was nice to me. She was even raving about Tracy, who I had turned her on to (of course).
A fine dream. But fear of rejection is one of the hardest things to shake.
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