Not last night but the night before I had a dream that I was somewhere green and pretty. I was hanging out and talking with Barry. I realized after a bit of talking with him that he was dead and that I was talking to a figment of my imagination. Do you think that maybe my dream was trying to tell me something? I think that might explain why I haven't cried much the last few days. It has to be denial. I asked Danny if I could just stay in denial that it was easier but he said no that acceptance is easier. I'm not sure how to death with it. It hurts so bad inside.
WHAT DO I DO???
Any minute now I am going to break down.........
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