Hey so my best friend passed away from an overdose about 4 months ago and i haven’t dreamt of him once. This past week i’ve been having extremely vivid dreams which is uncommon for me. This particular dream started in my moms backyard , it was me, my mom and a bunch of random people in the middle of a hurricane. I kept trying to find shelter but i couldn’t seem to fit in anywhere safe although nothing terrible happened to me.

The hurricane suddenly stopped for a bit and next thing you know i’m in my car at my deceased friends apartment complex where we would always meetup before we hung out. I can’t remember any conversation but he seemed happy to see me, then his mom appeared and didnt want my friend to go with me.

It then cut back to me at my moms place only this time i’m inside the house while everyone else is outside and my mom hid me in a safe room then it ended.

i can’t lie this has really been fucking me up, especially knowing that i contributed to my friends overdose by introducing him to pills. his mom never really liked me but kept it cordial, although i’ve never actually met her i broke down on the phone with her when i found out my friend passed. My family didn’t let my fly out to the funeral because they thought it would end up with me getting high (been sober 8 months) . My mental state these past couple weeks has been spiraling after moving back to houston for a school that i hate going to with absolutely no friends