The line between dreams

I dream a lot. Usually nothing too bad, just ‘exciting’, like an over-the-top action movie.

Increasingly, I dream terrible things. Not necessarily nightmares, more emotionally taxing dreams. Most of it doesn’t scare me, no monsters or horrors. It usually involves people I care about dying or something terrible happening to them. I don’t wake up from those with my heart racing, I wake up crying. Tears streaming down my face, me trying to catch my breath. It feels awful.

The feelings last all day, sometimes longer. I find it hard to shake off that feeling. I find it hard to shake off any dream, the lines between them blur, and the one with reality. Sometimes it feels like I live from dream to dream, and reality feels… blurry. Just beyond my grasp.

What does that say about my sanity?