LadyOfAvalon
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Last night I dreamt that I was in a very messy room infested with very large brown and yellow hairy spiders that were freaking me out. They were hiding behind all the junk and I kept seeing more and more of them. Then the scene changed, and I was a victim of domestic violence (or something similar, with no intro to this part I'm not sure how exactly I got into this situation.) It was late at night, dark out and for some reason I knew I was in the USA (when really I live in the UK). I had the number for a DV helpline and called it, explained my situation and that I needed help getting out. The woman I spoke to then texted me details of my escape route. It gave directions and a map, with photos of landmarks like supermarkets along the way and said it was a 17 minute walk. I did not feel safe walking for 17 minutes alone, in the dark night, in a strange country, following what looked like a convoluted and difficult to follow route. I realised I would not be able to accept this help and felt filled with despair that more easy help/escape route wasn't being offered. Then I woke up.