I had nightmares today (I have them every day without exception) and this time I dreamt of winter and a wendigo. When I didn't know who it was that was making those noises, it was scary. And because of that I was scared when it appeared. And then something else scared me and I ran up and hid behind the wendigo, grabbing his hand (paw) :c
I hid behind him like a naive child and literally said “don't let them hurt me”
At that moment, I thought that if he was the worst evil here, he could definitely protect me

This dream reminded me once again that my past traumas were not curable, and even if I learned to live with them, they would still make themselves known at times like this, I would still grab onto the first monster I saw, even the one that wanted to eat me. Just to hope it would protect me