What the fuck is my subconscious telling me?

(meanwhile i'm also stressing about infinite jest because I finally bought a copy and I'm very early on into it and i've wanted to read it for years but I'm already putting it off cos I'm too stupid/rushing too much to understand what's going on in the current chapter and feel it'll take me months to finish if I act like that + no time to cos of everything else)

I started dreaming that me and this very laddish close friend person I don't even have in real life started getting tracked down by essentially slenderman. this thin figure would appear, point in another direction, then this other hooded figure would appear right in front of us with a red line smiling mouth and then something horrible would happen, can't remember what now

at some point we started thinking the solution was we had to physically cut away at their spiritual presence whilst starving them of attention so we went to the bathroom and started chopping away at ourselves, mostly our fingers and it seemed to work, they suddenly disappeared

but it didn't matter because somehow these things framed us for some horrific murders, suddenly the other friend dude was gone, so I had to go explain to my family I was probably gonna get arrested for shit they don't understand, broke down crying in front of them, and then suddenly this creature appeared again, I ran outside, it was raining down heavily, a bunch of cop cars were there to arrest us (the friend was suddenly back)

but then I got back into talking with one of the cops, he explained this was all an elaborate set piece, me and the friend sat down and started thinking things through. and then we realized all those figures we saw were literally blow-up dolls put up by other mates as a reference joke to some video game urban myth that looked oddly similar to minecraft. we got really high, started joking about imagining if it was real, then I guess we started taking it seriously and yeah started perceiving this joke as something way more sinister

I'm awake now and yeah fucking hell that dream was intensely scary and I'm feeling very chill now. I'm just sitting here passively watching music production tutorials thinking about how fucked that dream was and how glad I am it wasn't real. My subconscious can get utterly bonkers lol, I think it's just tryna tell me I need to relax, I can solve most of these problems myself quite easily, and the (ex) ones I can't do a thing about can be solved by just not worrying about it so much.

also I think from reading back these messages I'm seeing maybe I have some deeper issues than I thought I did, just recovered from on and off periods of depression from the last 2 years and I've been feeling very happy these last few months, but I guess I gt more worried about little things than I want to let on.

What'd you lads think is wrong? Anxiety?

Jesus Christ at least give us a tldr

I'm not reading all that bullshit.

Sorry dude, no way I'm reading all that. Reading about someone's dream is already boring by itself

>>18208166
It's a fucking dream, get over it.

Also
>meanwhile
>seven times in a row

Learn to write

Do you eat fruits and vegetables? A lack of vitamin C might be why your cuts aren't healing.

HOW MANY THINGS WERE GOING ON WHILST THE OTHERS WERE OCCURING?