I was just washing my face, all covered with soap and my eyes closed, and I got very scared and saw a man coming up behind me to grab me. I don't know if I knew him, I might have, I just know that he scared me.
And I was child sized. Is THIS why I don't like to have my face in the water and unable to see? I thought it was Mom, but this was so real... Put me with a sketch artist and I can give you a face.
That's me in front of the mirror and the man reflected in the mirror. It's not a perfect fit for what he looks like but it's close. He was more weather beaten middle aged with gray hair that was white around the edges and an intense look on his face as he was reaching for me.
After I finally fell asleep I had a complex dream of the family hiding that someone had hurt me because it would mess up his life. In my dream it was his dad making snide comments about the unreliability of my accusations and my dad sitting there and taking it.
It looks like I'll be using my FMLA sick time today to find dad and ask questions. If he can remember.