i saw 2 dreams about sharks, one was in the ocean and one was on top of my head, i looked up and there was a glass box filled with sharks, it exploded and i survived from both.
i saw me dying or killing someone, not sure which one is true maybe both but the next day i couldn’t move my arms, that was after the fortune teller.
and also, i’ve learned lots of things by watching my father’s attitude toward life, he is an underground man, he was very talented but resentful, he hated everyone, me included, if you ask him -he loves me, and i believe there is some truth to it but my understanding of love isn’t the same as him so i can not relate to him. He always saw me as someone plastic, he was mad because i didn’t finished school but yet he also agreed that the school system was very bad, he didn’t cheer me in anyway shape or form and still doesn’t know what im doing with my life - but also - there is some beauty in him, he didn’t intervene with my life at all, and i believe im stronger because of it. i learned that controlling others is the worst thing you can do to them, my freedom made me who i am and it is something im grateful for, in turkey i might be the only one who has a story like this, this is a very controlling country and i heard lots of horror stories from my friends so that is something im very grateful.
and -its also very interesting to me that my family always saw me in devilish ways haha, my sister used to call me witch, i was like chucky to her, we can not get along till this day, my family is extremely broken and the only duty for me to fix myself and not try to fix others, i tried that, never worked out and if one thing i get very mad after, so im alright with myself.
