Okay so dream time again.

Last night, I dreamed I was a kid again, and I was at some kind of summer camp. The first part of the the dream had me using a ray gun, and telling someone the gun aimed itself, and therefore almost never missed.

The second part was after we played for a while, we were called back to participate in a sharing time, and any excitement I had during the ray gun time disappeared.

It seemed that while the other kids had participated in share time before, it was brand new for me, and I wasn't sure about doing it, especially when I was apparently still holding the secret of my trans status.

The need to get that off my chest fought against my fear of what would happen if I did, and it was awful.

Fortunately, or not, I woke before I actually had to make the decision.