Last night I've dreamt of that I had cut myself on my thighs down and my dad was there I really can't explain it but I was trying to cover the cuts with a blanket as if I was going to sleep and he was trying to talk to me but I don't remember the conversation but I remember the look he gave me, it was like stern but with worry and care in his eyes. I woke up and it was 5:13 a.m. I went back to sleep but I felt like I've slept 9 hours but at the same time I feel like I haven't slept 9 hours I feel like I slept at least 4 to 5 hours.