I’m finally having normal dreams again. Dreams where I’m not in a life or death situation or being cheated on.

Dreams of having conversations with friends. That they’re happy and have kids now and found their life partners.

Dreams of them finding their career path.

Where the only conflict is having too many messages to respond to in a night.

This is new. I’ve had life/death dreams since – forever. Maybe my anxiety is finally toning down. Maybe it was my past relationship that truly ramped up my anxiety and sympathetic responses. My brain and body are finally understanding that I am no longer in danger.