I woke up scared and apprehensive about 4am this morning.
I had just had a bad dream.
Disorientated and half asleep, it took me a few minutes to realise that it was just a dream. I felt alarmed, wary and unsure of where I was.
The first thing I acknowledged was I was there alone; it was 4am something in the morning. Calculating the time difference I grabbed the phone and called BE – it was 2pm there. He was surprised to be hearing from me at this time. Hearing his voice eased my current state of mind. He reassured me that it was just a dream. Waking up at the thought of the phone bill, I thanked him and went back to sleep. Thank you BE I needed that ...
However all day today it has been playing on my mind. Now I'm normally a rational person, but this dream is still bothering me, so I thought I'd share it ... hmmm - I'll tell it like it played out ...
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Home relaxing on a quiet night, the kids and I were suddenly interrupted by the front door bell ringing.
It was foty, JS and a gang of our old “married life” friends.
Without invite they all came in, and suddenly there was
people everywhere.
Foty appeared to be going through my stuff telling
me he was taking bits and pieces, and every time I told him no, one of our so called mutual friends would stop me and tell me I had to let him have it. I was getting angry.
JS made me go to the park with her and the kids. But then as we got there foty calls and makes us come home. Everyone is leaving when we arrive. Towels are everywhere all over my stuff.
Everyone's been swimming, eaten my food and left a mess - so I’m glad to usher them out.
Foty is watching me, making sure I don't follow - he laughs at me and leaves.
I’m upset and all I want to do is talk to BE on the computer. I go to the computer and it is covered by damp towels. Removing the towels I find a monitor, keyboard, mouse, printer but no PC.
Panic sets in as I call foty - who says he's keeping it because I won't give him the laptop.
I cry and tell him he can have it. He becomes a smart arse and laughs, saying it’s too late, he’s keeping my PC. He tells me I can't afford another so I’m destined to be alone.
He threatens me and says he's taking whatever he wants and I can't stop him.
I'm talking to the police on the phone; they can’t locate foty or JS.
They can't help me. It seems no one can.
All I want to do is talk to BE, he could help me, but his phone number won’t work without my PC.
Suddenly foty is taking stuff when I'm not there, he's got a key – he copied the other one before he gave it back to me. I didn’t change the lock so I’m angry at myself.
The police can’t help me, BE is gone and I'm all alone, trying to fight him, nobody would help me. foty wins. Foty and JS are laughing at me, taunting me... I start to cry ... and they laugh more.
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At this point I wake up, I have tears in my eyes but I am not crying, I am sweating, I am feeling scared. I wish I had someone there to hold me, reassure me. I know I do not. Still a little unsure I get up and check the study, there’s my computer, safe and sound. I call BE and am so relieved his number still gets me through to him.
Subconsciously I am still worried about what else foty can take from me. Surely he is done, and there is nothing more for him to take from me?
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