I've been having these nightmares lately, which involve animals getting tortured... I don't know why. Just last night, I had this nightmare that I was in this asian market and they had brought out this big platter of steamed fish to eat. It looked so sad to me. Everyone was talking about other stuff and goofing off. And then the fish moved its head. It looked around sadly, dazed, like it didn't know what was going on. In its eyes I could somehow see the agony it was in at having been cooked... I could see it screaming internally, begging just to die. It took some tiny, pitiful sips from the sauce it was bathed in, as if hoping it would give it the same sustenance as water, perhaps not realizing that that sauce had been made from its own body... or knowing it all along. Still nobody payed attention. I started to point at it and tell everyone how wrong this is, and then the fish finally died and I woke up.
I still vividly remember the other few nightmares like this. I've been so zombified lately. And I had a mental breakdown a few days ago and thought about killing myself. That situation has improved, but I still worry it's going to happen again soon. I don't know. I'm tired.