A big ask

I have a favour to ask.

I’m at 1681 followers.

Can you get me to 1700? I’m kind of hoping I’ll get there before the end of the week. It would mean a huge lot to me if I could.

If you could re-blog this post and or follow my blog that would be awesome and I would really really appreciate it πŸ™‚

Author: Carol Anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

36 thoughts on “A big ask”

      1. I had a dream last night that I spoke with a guy and could see his two insiders right there standing behind him, a different guy in a bright shirt and an unknown sort of figure, and they together had predicted something for me that I wanted more details of but didn’t get.


      2. Not as much as i used to, but I would love to. I used to have dreams where I was saving someone from badguys or fires or something, and the people in real life would have had a dream that same night that I saved them. Sometimes when we talked it seemed like they got saved from different guys in their dream than I saved them from in my dream, but the getting-saved theme was the same–I supermiss good sleep and dreams.


      3. I don’t have many nightmares or dreams, but when we first moved to this house last summer, once a month I would get THE WORST nightmares, feeling every bit of torture etc. of situations I had never been in. It was so bad I moved my bed and figured it was in the way of some ghosts or something. It did get better, but wow, not good dreams at all those few times. I hope you don’t get nightmares.


      4. It was just an odd fluke, for whatever reason, but having it happen about the same time every month was just strange. I am so glad moving the bed even five feet or so to the other side of the room seemed to help a lot. There ius Ireland you know there are such things as fairy trods or paths that faeries are supposed to use–maybe it was that.


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