

One of my earliest memories is a reoccuring dream I had for a few years. I remember waking up in terror when I was like 3 or 4 and my mom coming to calm me. I had the dream a few more times and I think I had it before the time I remember. The dream stopped when I was like 10 but the images are still there decades later.
I’m walking along the edge of an indoor public swimming pool and I fall in face first. I don’t slip or get pushed or anything. It’s literally like 2 seconds. I’m just moving along looking down to the left at the tiles of the edge of the pool and the water and then I fall in and wake up just before my face hits the water.
99% sure she didn’t kill herself.