Ever since those memory dreams started, your daily life had been a stuggle. Just doing your hair was a hard task to complete. At school, it was hard for you to pay attention. Your grades where slipping. At home, you barely heard a word your parents had said. They would ask you something and you were so busy about thinking about the dream before you didn't hear them. One day your mother asked you what was wrong.
"It's nothing mom, I just have had a lot on my mind." You lied.
"Alright, if you say so." She responded kissing your cheek.
You sighed and went up into your room. It seemed darker and sadder then it used to be. Even though your favorite (lamp/curtains/and/dresser) were bright in your favorite colors. It still felt sad and dark. It made you want to cry.
You sat down on your bed and your phone went off. It was your boyfriend.
(Boyfriend's name): (Y/N)?

Me: Yes?

(BF/N): you've been depressed lately and I understand that I think we should take some space.

Me: what do you mean? Are you breaking up with me?

(BF/N): Yes goodbye (Y/N)

You felt tears sting your eyes. Your threw your phone and screamed into your pillow. Luckily your phone had a thick case so when it hit the wall, it didn't break, it only bounced off. You knew you where gonna face him at school the next day. Plus your friend (F/N) would support you right?