In my dream, I was heading to the hospital, and there was another girl heading there too. We started talking somehow, and we started talking to each other about our respective mental illnesses. I finally felt understood by someone around me, it seriously felt so good.

Then it was time to go back home (dreams are weird, I guess), and we exchanged numbers... after that, the dream ended, and I just stayed in bed for a very long time feeling so sad that that didn't actually happen.

This was the first good dream I've had in a very, very long time. I wish there were someone close to me that I could talk to... I feel so lonely.