Almost two years after being released, I still have nightmares of prison and also nightmares regarding my daughter.

Last night, I dreamt that she came to talk to me but I have a no contact and so told her I couldn’t but that was enough that I was in prison again.

Then the dream kind of morphed and I was no longer aware how I got there or how long I would be there.  Then I realized I was dreaming and woke-up but I wasn’t really awake, I just dreamt I woke up.

I was hoping these would fade after I was out for a while but it appears not.

I’m afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I’m a… fraid.

If I don’t go to sleep, I’m okay.