Tuesday Morning in New Diary

  • Nov. 15, 2016, 8:03 a.m.
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I had a weird dream last night. I was dreaming about this murder investigation. There were these people in this cult. Police couldn’t get anyplace because nobody would talk to them. Later on this cult got very huge . It was military style cult. There was this war. We were facing invaders and the regular army was defeated. We were conquered. I remember this one battle where the enemy had these tanks. They were attacking our soldiers in this building and killing them. Only one escaped and he joined the cult. The cult had its own troops and was fighting the enemy

In this dream there was this one family in the cult. it consisted of a man and a woman and a small boy. The father was not really into the cult. He was very ineffectual as a father. Men in the cult were taking his place. The boy wanted a gun. The father wouldn’t get him one but the cult saw to it that he got a gun. They were teaching him how to use it and to be a very tough guy. The boy was very disrespectful to the father.

I got up early this morning because of the dream. Then I went back to bed. Still had more dream but don’t remember them. I was up for good by 7 this morning. Had my coffee and got ready for my appointment.

I have a doctor’s appointment this morning. I see my psych doctor. It is at 10. I really do not want to go. Getting kind of anxious about leaving my apartment. I wish I could call and cancel today. I really do not feel like going out but I got to go. I need the meds.


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