November 11th, 2019
I had a fucked up nightmare in the early morning hours. I forget most of it except for an incredible amount of unease and terror.
What I do remember is shocking and extremely upsetting...
I found you on the other side of a room that-for some reason-I walked into. My purpose was more than likely part of the nightmare that I had forgotten.
“Elizabeth,” I call out.
You face me. There’s an almost apologetic look on your face; your eyes saying “I can’t take this anymore.”
Then I watched in horror as you proceeded to pick up a blowtorch and torch your hand off at the wrist.
And then I woke up.
What...the...fuck????
- Jaclyn
catdad:
It's a dream. Sometimes stuff happens.