my dash feels all fucked up, like I’m getting posts from months ago

also I feel fucked up, so there’s that too

I came out of that nightmare afraid to move because I thought it might still be real.  I’m a whole fucking adult, but my limbs were functioning like a disintegrating old robot, I was shaking, and I wanted to call my mom because I’d had a bad dream.   I had to take a Xanax and wrap myself in pillow like a fortress/hug.  I tried to call for my cat and my voice wouldn’t work, I just make this choke-y sound.