I think I'm suffering from depression or sth. I seem to have the symptoms for it. Uhhh. Maybe I'm just too full of longing or sth. Ohwell.

I had a really bad dream this morning. I dreamt granny left us. I woke up hating myself for having such a terrible dream. The dream felt so real, and I usually never remember my dreams by the time I wake up. I'll never be able to forgive myself if anything happens to granny.

No. I don't know what I'd do.

Then there'd be no more love.