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So I just scared myself awake after having an extremely realistic dream about an asteroid hitting the Earth and it came out of absolutely nowhere.

The dream I was having felt totally ordinary. I was talking to my mum about socceraid (charity football match) which has recently been on TV irl in the UK and how a celebrity played so well that they had been called to play for England in the World Cup in the USA (dumb but it's a dream after all). Then I noticed through the open window how strange the sky looked around the moon. It was night-time but the sky was lit up a deep orange/purple colour and the half moon was sitting just above the horizon below the clouds. I said to my mum to come and look at this and at that moment the silhouette of a gigantic asteroid appeared infront of it. The asteroid was moving slowly downwards, being back lit by the moon. Immediately we both realised what was happening and my mother began to scream "oh my god we're going to die. Quick downstairs, downstairs"... i initially stayed at the window for a couple of seconds longer, enough time to see it making contact with the Earth and lifting up the horizon, instantly cracking it open like you see in any typical asteroid scene in a movie. I then ran downstairs to where my brother and dad already were. My mum was hugging my dad in tears just repeating "I love you, I love you", stroking his face. My dad was sitting there totally confused, having no idea what was happening as I pulled my brother over to him and my mum, hugging them all and beginning to say "I love you all" aswell in the final seconds before the devastation reached us.

This was the moment I woke up. My heart was beating very, very fast, to the point i could feel it in my chest and my ears were ringing really loudly for some reason. Infact they are still ringing slightly now as I type this out. Also the tips of my fingers and the palms of my hands hurt, as if I had been clenching my fists extremely tight. It was 4.55am when I woke up, which felt weird as I don't usually wake until gone 7am.

I'm not one to talk about my dreams, especially on Reddit. I have them most nights and see them as ordinary things, even if they are strange sometims... but this was different. It genuinely shocked me with how real it all felt and the mild pain I was in when I woke up. I even checked on Google to see what it could mean, which is something I never do. None of that explained anything though so I've decided to write about it here. I'm just kind of confused by the whole thing and how a normal, boring dream could change so drastically like that.

Does anybody have any ideas?

Firstly I wanted to say I know cannabis & tobacco are not considered hard drugs so I hope this is ok to post here.

Today marks two months without smoking weed or tobacco for me. I started smoking cigarettes when I was 13 years old. I began smoking weed when I was 14. Soon I was smoking both every day. This carried on for almost two decades. I'm now 32 and for a number of reasons I decided it was finally time to say enough is enough and get clean this year.

I'd usually smoke between 1 to 6 joints every day depending on which day of the week it was and usually around 10 cigarettes as well. I have never really enjoyed alcohol so weed was always my go to choice. I think the fact i began smoking it at such a young age has played a big part in why it's taken me so long to quit. I really couldn't remember a time without it. Everything I did included weed. Going out with friends, going on walks or bike rides, reading books, watching movies, going out for food, Christmas, New Years, Birthdays... weed was always present. I guess I kind of felt like I wouldn't find joy in those things anymore if I quit. Which I'm happy to admit I was wrong about.

It hasn't been easy. I've had huge cravings, especially for tobacco, but I've held tough until now. I've not really spoken to anybody about this in length and probably won't in future. I'm quite a reserved guy. I just felt like posting today because it's another small personal milestone for me and I'm quietly proud of myself. Anyways, that's my little anecdote about getting clean.