Hi friends, it is after prom now. Something has happened to me, that I wish to share incase you are going through the same thing. I was finally kissing Sam, and we were touching each other everywhere, and it was really awesome. But then, I got uncomfortable and just stopped. I tried to go home but Sam said I didn't look very good, she said I looked "pale as a ghost". So I spent the night at her house instead of driving home, but I had a very weird dream. I dreamt that all the things I was doing with sam, was actually with Aunt Helen, with the television on. This didn't make sense to me at all. The next morning I said bye to everyone, and don't remember much. I have now been in the hospital for two months, and turns out what I dreamed of Aunt Helen was true, it would happen every Saturday as a kid. When my parents found out, I had never seen my mom cry that much, or my dad so angry. I am starting to heal now, with my physiatrist.
