April 25, 2025
By: Alina Prescott

I need to get something off my chest that’s been lowkey bothering me for a couple of days now.

So, I had this dream. It wasn’t anything crazy, not sexual or anything like that—but it involved my best friend’s brother. And the whole thing left me feeling… weird. Like, gross weird.

In the dream, we were texting. I don’t even remember what we were talking about exactly, but it felt like a real conversation. You know when someone keeps texting you back right away, and it feels like you’re the center of their attention? It was like that. He was being nice. Engaged. I remember feeling… special. Like I mattered in that moment.

And then I woke up.

The first thing I felt was disgust. Not because of what happened in the dream, but because why him? I seriously can’t stand this dude in real life. He’s annoying, cocky, and not even remotely attractive to me. I’ve joked with my best friend about how he gets on my nerves, so the fact that my brain decided to throw that curveball at me while I was sleeping? Honestly, I felt betrayed by my own subconscious.

And I can’t tell her. Like, how do you bring that up without making it super awkward forever? “Hey bestie, I had a dream where your brother was kind of sweet to me and I liked it?” No thanks.

I can’t tell my family either. They already love to overanalyze everything I say. This one’s just for me—and apparently, for this anonymous confession.

I don’t have feelings for him. I never have, I swear. But dreams do this thing where they mess with your head, even when they mean nothing. And this one definitely meant nothing.

I just needed to let it out somewhere. Thanks for reading.