What on earth is going on here? I don’t have any idea of what to think or say. Life is getting in the way to be honest, but I wish it wasn’t. I wish it was being kinder to me. It needs to be kinder to me. Somehow I’m failing at life. I just don’t know what to do about any of it.
Dear Dad,
Had a dream last night about you. It was freaky crazy scary kind of dream. In my dream, I dreamed that we were in the same room at our old house. In my dream, you were very ill and sick. Like terminal. You came up to me and told me that it was your time to go and you wouldn’t be coming back.
It disturbed me when I woke up. I would call it a nightmare more than a dream. You looked so frail and sickly. I don’t know what kind of illness you had in my dream, but it was something very serious. I am not a fan of this particular nightmare. I hope I don’t have to deal with it again.
Love,
Kyle
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