I was laying in my childhood bed, wearing a pair of panties and a tank top. My dad like usual came in my room and climbed on top of me, with his whiskey breath, he kissed my neck and told me that my mom is a horrible witch and regrets marrying her and that I am the woman of his life. This made me feel special and wet between the legs. He came inside me then left saying `Now you will be a BPD stalker whore for the rest of your life, adios` and his wings spread and he flew to heaven.

I woke up, took my antipsychotics and stared at the wall for 8 hours.