Sometimes I dream that I am saved by a man. That I get to escape from my reality because I am everything for someone. This man has financial independence, he has a glamorous job, he has a few nice things, but really, he is a very kind person and he wants me in his life forever.
This man takes me far away and helps me grow my business. I get to move away and have my own life and he likes my friends and we visit often.
Once in a while, I wake up from this dream and for a minute, I feel like he is in the room, in the bed with me. Then, my eyes adjust and I know that it is just a dream. I am still stuck, I am still alone, I am still crawling my way out of hell.