Jeeezus.

I just had the worst dream, that i was sleeping in bed, my parents both walked into my room and sat down on chairs and started having an argument with me, then began to throw things at me, and i mean throw cups, pens, balls, everything they saw in my room and I tried to get them to stop and they couldn't and then they started taking things and breaking them and throwing them on the floor and just destroying everything I owned, and so i jumped at my dad but he just magically rolled away on the chair and i followed him back to his room and jumped on him so he fell on the floor and i was on top of him grabbing him by the shoulders and I asked him why the fuck did he do that? and he said, now, why can't we communicate?. And that's when I woke up. Crying. I either have a LOT of stress in my life right now, or I have some seeeerious resentment issues. You figure it out and let me know.