It felt so real..
In my dream, I had agreed to a second chance.
He was in the home, yelling, threatening to hit me, punching items.
(All his old behaviours).
I felt so helpless, why on earth did I let him back?
I felt the old, hopeless feeling.
I woke up in my bed we used to share, realised he wasn’t here and I was safe.
I almost cried because I felt so relieved.
I feel really up beat and woke way before my alarm.
I’m going to make a cup of coffee and read some of the self help book before waking the kids for school.
When we were together, I wasn’t allowed out of bed if he was sleeping, even around this time of the morning.
Either he thought I was sneaking out the house to meet a man, or I woke him and he got into a terrible rage about being woken and I’m sabotaging his sleep.
I think my subconscious is telling me through the dream that I’ve done the right thing. X