Well, I can't believe I am doing this, but at this point I can either write down what's been going on in my uneventful life and try to get some friendly advice or pay hundreds of dollars to go talk to a shrink. With the little bit of money I make, calling Dr. Phil or any other psychologist is just not going to happen. Before I dive into my problems, or better yet, problem, let me talk a little bit about myself.
My name is James. I'm 37. I've been somewhat happily married for over 10 years now and I am a file clerk at a local law office. Life is not great, but it's good enough. Well, it was, until I've been having some really messed up dreams. They are so disturbing at times that I find myself unable to get a good freaking night of sleep. I hate to be crude about it, but those are the facts. At this point, you may be asking yourself what kind of dream is this idiot having? Is he dreaming about killing people or strangling his wife? I kind of wish it was the case, but it's not. It's a problem I've been dealing with for many years, since I was a teenager, if my mind serves me right. My dreams quickly turn into nightmares as I am being stalked by an unknown figure. They would start off innocently like a pleasant day at the park with me and my wife when suddenly, I have a feeling that I am being watched. I notice a person, hidden behind a tree, staring me down with envious eyes. Ever since I can remember that person has always been around, lurking and watching my every move. I have come close, several times, to confronting this unknown individual, but for some unexplained reason, I would wake up at the very moment of the confrontation.
The last time I had my dreams hijacked; it was probably a good twenty years ago. Somehow, for some unexplained reason, my stalker has returned. I have not mentioned anything to my wife. With all of our financial problems the last thing I want to do is have her worry about my state of mind. I did happen to tell my best friend about my problem. And like a good friend, he laughed at first, of course, and suggested that I write down my dreams. He says everybody has those types of nightmares and believes that it would be therapeutic if I kept a journal of them. Maybe if I share those dreams with others, I may be able to rid myself of them. I've taken his advice and here I am. I just hope that I am not wasting my time with this.