I was dreaming of two different realities in which I was living both of the realities in the exact same time. Each time I "fainted/blacked out" as my friends and family told me, I went to the other reality. In my dream, I realized that one of these realities had to be an illusion. I was desperately trying to figure out which reality was true.
In one reality, I was living well off with my family and friends telling me that I had serious health condition and I had to do my best not to blackout again because it would kill me. To me, in this reality it was everything I wanted, with all the people I cared about on my side, there were no worries whether it be emotional, physical or economic. However, I felt that I had to do something, something which I felt responsible to carry on with my life.
When I blacked out, I was in this other reality. It was one of the most horrific things I've ever experienced in my life. There was some sort of war or nuclear catastrophe that occurred in this reality and my friends told me that I had to stay awake and not fall back to a coma again. They told me that I had "responsibility" not telling what it was but they often told me to stay awake. In this reality, every person depended on each other emotionally, economically and physically. I felt trapped and helpless in this reality.
After a couple moments of switching realities, I was convinced one of these realities were fake. But it was so difficult to choose which reality I would accept in my life.
On one hand, the first reality was everything I wanted, it was heaven. All the people I've lost or forgot about in my life was there...waiting for me. They were in tears telling me not to black out or they'll lose me, they said that anymore of me blacking out would cause permanent brain damage and I would passed away. I had to choose now.
In the other reality, the people I cared about were also depressed, not only because of me but because my sister was dying and it was up to me to take of her. She was my responsibility, my only family in this world and we depended on each other. They told me they couldn't take care of me and that the shelter was close by, they told me to stay awake, they told me that we were almost there, close to a place we can call home. But, they advised me not to black out or else they'll leave me because the resources we had were running out and I couldn't be a burden to them now. I had a role in this community...people depended on me, it wasn't just about my self but for the only family I had in that world.
Before I made a decision on which reality I accepted, I woke up. I realized the choices in that dream would still affect me in this world I live in now. And I would never forget it.
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