Dylan listened to her speak and her voice trembled a few times as she told him about her dream. When she was finally done, he sat across from her and warily reached out to put a hand over hers. This was progress. A few days ago, she was blowing up at him when he asked her about her nightmare. Now she was openly telling him about it.
“I know it’s just a silly dream,” Alyssa said before blowing her nose into a tissue paper. “But talking to you about it makes me help deal with the fact that it’s not as real as I thought it was.”
“Have you ever talked about this with … anyone else?” Dylan ventured to ask.
Alyssa shook her head.
“I…. I was always afraid of being laughed at,” Alyssa admitted sheepishly. “I know I’m just over exaggerating and need to shrug it off.”
“You’re not over exag
