Once Upon A Dream

I have come to a conclusion.
It all was a dream.
Everything was a dream. Well, could I say nightmare? I say that it is a nightmare because it affected me so badly that I remember so every little detail about the dream, and it haunts me all the time.
Nightmares do that.
According to Yahoo Answers; a nightmare means: An event or experience that is intensely distressing.
According to Merriam-Dictionary; a nightmare means: something (as an experience, situation, or object) having the monstrous character of a nightmare or producing a feeling of anxiety or terror

It's just a dream that I had.
It all went so quickly, I had to gather my thoughts about everything so quickly.
I hate that I had to wake up from this terrible occurance.
If I had stayed asleep through it all, it might have had a good happily ever after.
But, Life has so go on.
You can't just sleep forever, can you?
Well, if you committed suicide (not what I am thinking, don't worry), your whole body would be asleep, not just your mind.

I don't get what the deal is with brains.
I don't understand the function that they serve.
It makes me sick.
It makes me sad.
It makes me depressed.
It makes me think.
It makes memories come back so vividly.

I had a 3-day weekend this weekend, and it was the FIRST time I have had to think about everything. That is why I have come to this conclusion.
I dont know whether or not this thinking thing is good for me.
It makes me sadder, it makes me even more depressed.
It digs a deeper hole for me to get out of.
People THINK that I am a strong person.
I am NOT. I AM NOT A STRONG PERSON.
I can hide it well.
I say I am great, fantastic, awesome bc I want you to think those things.
I like to deceive you people.
Y'all are so gullible. It actually gets ridiculous.
I cannot fathom how much y'all can be tricked and deceived.
I am not quite sure if I like it.

I noticed that I don't want to do anything.
I noticed that I don't want to communicate with ppl.
I noticed that I don't want to be with my friends.
I noticed that immaturity is getting more and more irritating.
I am noticing I am not who I am.


It is/was all a dream.
End of discussion.