Last night after a particularly bad anxiety attack I ended up having a nightmare with my bully from 12 years ago as center stage.

The whole dream was a fucked up return to the same dynamic I had all those years ago with him tormenting me by breaking my stuff, beating me up, calling me names etc and no one supporting me or standing by my side.

I don't know why or if its normal. I hate that it hit when I was already feeling worse than normal. This is the second or third time in three months I have dreamt of it and I hate how it reminds me that I am still slightly fucked up by the shit. Its been a decade and whilst I am more of a failure than then it just grinds my gears, I get mad at him for a day despite for the most part not "hating him".