new dreams

I had a new dream last night. The doll was telling me important stuff that I needed to write down. And she wasn't terrifying or trying to kill me. But I had to go and she told me to put the paper and pen in a teddy bear. So I did. I have no idea what I wrote down although I tried to remember. That's okay. When the time is right I'll know. For now it is enough that the doll is not so terrifying. And that she is willing to talk. I KNEW she could. I just didn't know if I could .
So now I know that I can. In the same tiny increments that I am working with the pieces of my abusive past. Bullying memories that have been repressed for years isn't going to be helpful or lead to sanity. If I want sanity and clarity I must go at my own pace and allow this to work me but not rush it. It'll come.