Last night I finally took something to help me sleep, after reading for a bit to seal the deal I slept hard. I had the best dreams. My hurt that I've been feeling was in those dreams, the conflict that I am so terrified of was realized. And it was okay. I woke up this morning and my head is pounding and my eyes still hurt but I'm okay. I'm going to be okay. I've always had vivid dreams, and I've always felt like they told me something that I needed to know. . . I dreamed about josh breaking up with me and talking to Katie and talking to my PopPop and all those things have happened the way I dreamed. How bizarre. But my dream last night told me I'm okay. And that this is for the best. Sad isn't it? Yet I'm okay and I woke up happy. Today I didn't wake up wishing this was a horrible dream. Today I realized all will be okay.