Teary dream

Its all getting fuzzy now, so I want to write it down before its gone.  I was talking to someone (my sister? a stranger? both?) about growing up and how parents screw it up.  I started thinking about myself and how I feel like my life was irrevocably ruined before I got a chance to decide some stuff for myself.  Then I was in horrified tears about how futile it all was.  I don’t cry so that was odd.  I was thinking/praying about this last night before I went to sleep, so maybe that’s why I dreamed about it.


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