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I am paralyzed in fear, breaking out in a cold sweat as my eyes flutter open. It takes me a few moments to convince myself that it was just a dream before I roll onto my side. And there he is, sleeping peacefully. The man who has put up with everything I've thrown at him. All my fears, all my insecurities, and everything that is and probably always will be wrong with me.I find myself wishing sometimes that sleeping with him will make the nightmares go away, and I had even convinced myself they would before, but it doesn't work. It hasn't for a long time. And sometimes they're so severe that he's the one who wakes me up and he looks panicke...