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I don’t have that many anxiety dreams anymore, but when I do have them they are doozies and tend to be extremely vivid.
The one I had last night bordered on being a nightmare. It was nighttime (for some reason, in these dreams it’s always late at night) and I was in a vast subway system (like New York City’s) and had no idea where I was. I was trying to make it home, and kept taking the wrong sets of stairs and getting lost on the wrong platforms. I’d go and ask people where the platform I should be on was to get home, but no one seemed to be able to answer me. I was becoming frustrated and upset, and was on the verge of crying.
Then the strangers I asked for directions began to make fun of me — somehow knowing I was originally…
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