First Withdrawal Dream

Dreams are hard enough to remember without it being a withdrawal from Effexor dream. But I know that is a possibility with Effexor, so they haven't been as bad this time. It seems I just get going on a good stretch of access to the med, then we run out of money or insurance. Even in Texas, when it was only $30 per month due to insurance from my job, occasionally we would run out because there would be no money for the co-pay. Then we moved to Kentucky and with no job was no insurance.

Chris called our doctor in Texas and he called in a refill to the Walmart pharmacy in Stanford (either there or Somerset) and we were able to get it there. But the cash price w/o insurance for a month's supply was like $228. We could do that once.

Anyway...onto the dream.

It was like a soap opera starring "No Survivors" crackheads. The dream took place in an apartment building. People were lying, cheating, backstabbing, and yes, KILLING other people. Too much time has passed to remember a lot of detail, but I didn't think to put it down before now. Oh well.

Anyhow, one of the tenants was stealing from another tenant. I knew about it and didn't say anything. There wasn't time really, but that is probably beside the point. I say that because I figured I might as well pick up some stuff myself. And I did. And I'm having a guilt trip over that right now. The person from whom the things were stolen took exception to this treatment, and went about looking for her stuff.

***MISC NOTE: All the people in this dream were women. What does that mean? Are they facets of my own personality maybe?***

I don't think she found any of if on my, but somehow she knew I had some of it.

Then she and the other woman who had been doing the taking in the first place "had it out". There was a spot where one of them went out a back door and along a wall or fence until it turned a corner. it was like in the movie...you just KNEW the other one was waiting out of sight around the corner, and you just KNEW the one inside had to walk to that corner, and you just KNEW what would happen when she did. Well, she #2 was, She#1 did and one of them didn't make it back.

That scene was basically repeated with the "mark" and me. I just HAD to walk out that back door and to the corner. But I looked back just before I left the door and *WHAM* the "mark" was there and came after me. She might have been dead, I'm just not sure.

I hate withdrawal dreams. *sigh*