Am I Dreaming?

Like clockwork, I wake up everyday at 830am.  The rain had taken a break and the sun had come out.  The weather was nice and the birds are chirping, but Priscilla was left in complete disillusionment.  Where is she? Is this life a dream or reality?

For about a week of November, I woke up and felt like I was dreaming. I had difficulty deciphering between dreams and reality. It felt like the whole past month with Mr. Casa was just a dream. I felt like I couldn't breathe-it was truly a rude awakening. He was gone, out of my life, and my unconscious mind was confused by all this. Sometimes it felt like my mind was slipping away as I felt sadness and anger.  It was an experience I never had before and I actually diagnosed myself with a bit of PTSD(Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). The loss was too much for me to take at such a vulnerable time in my life. No contact with him and everything finished-again it was a bitter sweet wake up call.

My co-worker (angel in disguise) reminds me that it was only a month and tells me you should  not be thinking of him at this point after a 1 month relationship and breaking up just one month ago.  Does he and my other friends think that I want to get up and have him as the first thing on my mind? I want to wake up and think about God and my writing ,but he just seemed to work his way into my unconscious......

Just forget about him.....Move on.... Find someone else...All words with absolutely no empathy or real feeling for the connection.  Obviously, I am waking up and feeling such a strong sense of loss all for a reason.  While I had a wake up call, sometimes others need to wake up with  a bit of empathy and feeling.....