I don't normally have dreams, or at least remember them. But this morning I've woken early from a disturbing dream, where he was basically just getting really drunk, using and abusing a stream of disposable women. It was like watching a film about misogyny, where he admitted on screen that he kept a distance from women, didn't trust, like or understand them at all, but needed their bodies for quick relief.

It reinforced for me the fact that he truly didn't care about me at all, couldn't understand my feelings, personality or point of view, and was probably sneering at me for being stupid enough to fall for his "friendly" bullshit. He came across on screen as a truly callous, jaded, selfish, nasty individual. It made me really sad.