I had another dream last night that was kind of interesting. I was talking to an ex-boyfriend, with whom I had apparently ruined the prospect of because I moved away.
I then proceeded to cry very deeply about how hard it was moving so much.
I have moved a lot. 2x before college, 5x during college, and 13x since college. I never looked at it as “hard”. It was always just the next thing to do and like everything “grin and bear it”. If it was hard, it was because I was weak.
I couldn’t connect with the feelings upon waking, but I am happy to know they are finding some release in there.