Chapters (62)
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- I
- AUGUST 24TH, 2016
- AUGUST 27TH, 2016
- AUGUST 29TH, 2016
- AUGUST 30TH, 2016
- AUGUST 31ST, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 3RD, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 4TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 5TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 10TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 18TH, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 2?, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 23RD, 2016
- SEPTEMBER 26TH, 2016
- OCTOBER 3RD, 2016
- OCTOBER 7TH, 2016
- OCTOBER 8TH, 2016
- II
- NOVEMBER 1ST, 2016
- NOVEMBER 3RD, 2016
- NOVEMBER 10TH, 2016
- NOVEMBER 16TH, 2016
- NOVEMBER 18TH, 2016
- NOVEMBER 24TH, 2016
- DECEMBER 16TH, 2016
- JANUARY 3RD, 2017
- JANUARY 7TH, 2017
- JANUARY 9TH, 2017
- JANUARY 10TH, 2017
- JANUARY 12TH, 2017
- JANUARY 13TH, 2017
- JANUARY 15TH, 2017
- JANUARY 19TH, 2017
- JANUARY 24TH, 2017
- JANUARY 31ST, 2017
- FEBRUARY 1ST, 2017
- FEBRUARY 2ND, 2017
- FEBRUARY 3RD, 2017
- FEBRUARY 4TH, 2017
- III
- MARCH 1ST, 2017
- MARCH 3RD, 2017
- MARCH 5TH, 2017
- MARCH 8TH, 2017
- MARCH 20TH, 2017
- APRIL 6TH, 2017
- APRIL 11TH, 2017
- APRIL 13TH, 2017
- IV
- MAY 19TH, 2017
- MAY 28TH, 2017
- JUNE 2ND, 2017
- JUNE 16TH, 2017
- JUNE 30TH, 2017
- JULY 3RD, 2017
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- Also by Lauren Shippen
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“I know, I know, I gave her the whole spiel. And she took it in stride, like she does with everything, but telling her that, actually, I have a completely fake-sounding, fantasy-novel condition might be a hard pill to swallow. I don’t know that’d she’d believe me. I wouldn’t believe me if I hadn’t grown up in this world.”
“And what if she does believe you?” she asked.
“Then I worry that she’ll call me a freak,” I said. “That she’ll break up with me.”
“How would you feel if that happened?”
“Completely devastated,” I admitted, afraid to say the full truth but saying it anyway. “I think—I think if I let myself, I could fall in love with her pretty quickly.”
“If you let yourself?”
“I’ve been trying to keep a bit of mental distance because, well, I’m scared,” I said, exhausted already by this degree of vulnerability. “If I let myself fall head over heels and then tell her and she rejects me, I don’t know what I’d do. The stakes feel really high. Like this is a huge thing that I could so easily mess up.”
“How do you think you’re going to mess it up?” she asked.
“By telling her or not telling her. There’s no good answer. I tell her, she might freak and leave. I don’t tell her and we get serious, I have to hide who I am forever. I want an option C.”
“What do you think option C would be?”
“To stop dreamdiving,” I said, the words leaving a terrible taste on my tongue.
“But you said yourself you don’t think that’s possible.”
“That’s what I thought at first but the AM, the pills they gave me … they worked really well. Totally dreamless sleep.”
“And that could be a long-term solution? I thought those drugs were only for detox.”
“I guess they’ve tweaked the formula, because they said they were basically like normal sleeping pills now. I could take them regularly.”
“Is that what you want to do?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “Maybe sometimes … sometimes when it gets to be a bit too much. But not every night, I don’t think. I want to … I want to find a safe and healthy way to do it. To dreamdive.”
“Then you do whatever is going to help you find that balance,” Dr. Bright said, like it was easy. “As long as it’s within the bounds of what your doctor said was safe for you to do. And if there are any problems or you want to reevaluate, you should call them right away.”