This has never happened to me before.

I woke up in tears.

Not just like teary-eyed, but with a lot of tears running down my face.

And it was because of the dream I was having.

Here’s what happened in the dream.

I was stranded on a remote island in Hawaii for 3-4 weeks. I was in and out of consciousness, barely surviving, and was eventually rescued. That was a very short portion of the dream and the details are really fuzzy.

The real tears started flowing when I arrived home. I was talking with my parents about the relentless effort they put into the rescue search and the funeral plans they had started making assuming I would never turn up.

Next thing I know I’m talking with a girl I went to high school with about all the things I thought about while I was stuck. Life, death, loved ones, purpose in the universe, etc. And I just couldn’t contain my tears. I remember in the dream just crying and being unable to hold it back.

And then I woke up. Crying.

It was surreal. I didn’t know that could happen.

Low-T beta cucks cry in real life. Full-on alphas cry in their dreams.