I dreamt I wasn’t afflicted. I dreamt I was in a vast and beautiful garden. There was peace and tranquility. There were no tears. No sorrow. I dreamt that I had triumphed over my fears. I dreamt that I had a sense of normality. I dreamt that there was a cessation to the war that rages in my mind. I dreamt that I didn’t have to endure the pain of my childhood. I dreamt my mother hadn’t died. I dreamt that cancer hadn’t caused my grandmother great suffering in her last days. I dreamt that she hadn’t suffered at the hands of depression. I dreamt that I had escaped my silent torment.
I awaken to my reality.
