I had a dream about getting shot.
It wasnt scary. It wasnt slow. I didnt feel anything.
I woke up and then i didnt know what the hell it meant.
I told gerry abt it and heres what she told me:
ps: the dream you have is a wonderful dream. Death, as you said, is your intuitive goddess, is a transition, a new phrase in life awaits you! Letting go of precious things can be tough, but letting go of the old allows new stuff to fill in. And you may be in for a pleasant surprise 
So go grab some horns and kick ass!!!!!
Its time to let go..
Theres been too many lows in the space of time i have been back and i just cant deal with being blue anymore.
Hubby is changing. Things are different. Life is moving so much faster.
I didnt exactly tell gerry all the specifics of whats going on, but she understood me and i understood her.
In the end, all i needed was to talk to her and know that theres someone out there going through the exact stuff as me.
Funny how, despite the fights we have had, the silence we had to bear and the distance we opted for, we still understand each other and shes really the sweetest girl i have ever known.
Shes like a little girl who holds my hand and tells me everything is okay and she loves me no matter what kinda shit i am made up of. Men can let you down, parents wont seem to understand, but the best friend u had and lost and found again, can help to ease your broken heart.