Confluence; Volume Eight
One journal entry paired with one image, each of my own creation.
I wake up in full panic almost nightly now— vivid dreams leading to a sudden jolt and gasp for breath. It feels like something out of Hollywood, but I assure you, it’s extremely real. These aren’t nightmares in the traditional sense; just dreams confronting painfully real subject matter of a painfully real life. The anxiety I wake with is disturbingly overwhelming, and crushing, like a pallet of bricks dumped upon my chest.
Lightheadedness, a side effect, swirls as if fueled by the lucidity of my subconscious eager to prey on my frustrations and insecurities. The panic, once confined to my waking life, has now wormed its way into my nights. Sleep, once an escape, a sanctuary, has now transformed into yet another domain where my anxieties prey upon me.
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The photo, the words, so true. I have been and sometimes still am, right there.
This image is so powerful…