Bad dreams and feeling like garbage.

I woke up this morning upset, I couldn't breathe. I had a dream, that there was some tornado warning and my mom, myself and Pie left to go somewhere safer, and in the process Pie was either taken or he got lost.

The last time I had a dream about losing someone (Emerald) it came true within 6 months. So I spent the morning upset that this might happen to me again.

I started feeling sick yesterday, and this morning in addition to the dream, I had an asthma attack, and my breathing isn't right even this second. If Emerald wouldn't have died, I probably would be taking this dream so seriously. I just don't know how to handle these things... perhaps a xanax is in order this morning.

Just breathe.