Up Late

I'm up because I had a horrible dream. I want to/am crying. I feel sick. I want to call my boyfriend but I don't want to wake him up.

I also realized today that my religion should never make me feel guilty about things I want or have done. It should be there to support me. It should be there to help me make the best decisions for myself as well as decisions that won't hurt others.

I actually think both these things are, in a way, related.