u/NoRoom2Judge

Theres alot of haze in the air that could get our piggies very sick (i got sick) so make sure to check your filters and keep windows and doors closed as much as possible!!

Hi, 23f with borderline personality disorder so, vivid dreams.

My current recurring dream is about my boyfriend of 7 years. Love him and loves me with all our hearts. So loyal, and understanding, not sure why my brain is trying to tell me otherwise.

It happens differently each time but this is the general plot. My boyfriend drops me off at my moms house and i stay for a couple days. I start missing him so i try to text him. It either doesnt go through or he never responds (or the typical dream moment where my phone becomes like a rubix cube to operate). Sometimes i eventually get home, but hes still not there.

Aaarrgghhh

For context we are high school sweethearts and i was kept away from him as a teenager because of strict parents. Now we live in a rural area and in order to be free to walk around i have to go stay with my parents in my urban hometown. (Im out of work and without a liscence) any ideas?

23f my boyfriend understands my situation fully and does well to create a safe space as long as i communicate openly about my needs and am working with my therapist.

I was s/a by my dad when i was a baby, and groomed/s/a/objectified by my brother at 13. Ever since 13 ive always been apprehensive about sexual topics around everyone. Its like a fight in my own brain it makes me super uncomfortable. I think its because the police officers forced me to draw the body parts i saw on my brother when i first started therapy.

My mother makes alot of insensitive jokes, i can deal with them for the most part, but shes always made a joke about the color red being hore red (and i was never allowed to own any undergarments that color either) and my love for long socks.

At christmas she got me a pair of black and red striped thigh high socks and called them my hore socks. I had told her in the past it makes me uncomfortable, and tried the "ignore and it will go away" tactic. But this time i said something.

I said "i dont like that word mom" to which she responded "you know i say stuff like that and dont mean anything by it" to which i responded "doesnt mean i have to accept it."

Then everyone went silent. I was proud of myself back then, but i feel wrong about it now. AITAH for this or am i overthinking it because of my people pleasing nature.

When i say severe, i mean SEVERE. It brought back buried trauma so i cant have sex, and i have loong bouts of anhedonia when it comes to him. Help?