I woke up in another dimension. Worth the read😂

So I woke up in I guess a completely different dimension as myself But in another house. I was with my mom and she walked in and handed me a wedding dress, a beautiful one and she says "ITS YOUR WEDDING DAY" 

I'm like... Wtf I think she's joking and I just got up and looked around the house asking where the f I was and my moms like "um? My house?" So it goes on and on and I have no idea where the fuck I am and why my mother keeps telling me it's time to get ready for my wedding. I was on the verge of a mental break down okay, my mother was being mean and like forcing me to get ready for my apparent wedding and she helps me get into the dress and takes me to like this beautiful building. There entire place is decorated for my wedding (this place doesn't even look like America where I live like it was just completely different I felt like it was England or something, cars where even different) there's like this massive table set up with glorious food and a chocolate fountain and I still have no idea who I'm marrying. 209 people showed up to my wedding, all the while I'm having a mental break down in the back because "I don't want to get married, who am I marrying why am I marrying him, I don't know him where am I, why is this happening mom why are you doing this" and she tells me "you've been engaged to this man for 2 years, with him for 5. He has become a part of this family. You told this man you would marry him and you're gonna marry him today" I'm like WTF NO and I stomp out into the like ballroom place with all the food and I TRASH everything. I felt forced and pissed off and scared and I was like "yo this shit is nuts I've lost my shit what happened" there's a room FULL OF PEOPLE and they just see a bridezilla stomp through and rip shit to pieces, I ended up in the isle, first time ever seeing my fiancé and I'm covered in chocolate and sobbing on the floor in my wedding dress, not only that but my apparent fiancé was like 7ft tall pushing like 280 HUGE dude, not my type at all. I'm like 4'11 how would that even work, my mom is pissed off and picked me up and I pushed her away yelling "IVE NEVER MET THIS MAN IN MY LIFE I AM NOT MARRYING HIM TODAY IT WILL NOT HAPPEN I WANT TO GO HOME. WHO THE FUCK INVITED 200 PEOPLE TO THEIR WEDDING THAT THEY DONT KNOW AND YOU! * pointing at fiancé* HOW WOULD WE EVEN HAVE SEX YOU WOULD KILL ME" and then some dude yells "YOUVE BEEN FUCKING HIM FOR YEARS QUIT BEING A BITCH" and I'm like shaking like disturbed because apparently I had sex with a dude I've never met and I like full out have a mental break down and start pulling out my hair and ripping decorations apart and throwing food at people and get taken to a hospital. They tell me I have dementia and that my memory would probably never come back.  I won't even talk to the guy I'm supposed to marry. I found out that I lived with him, sobbed and went and got my things from "his place" and he said "what did I do wrong" and I was like I DONT KNOW YOU STOPPPP and I like legit broke this dudes heart and left him after having a mental break down on our wedding day.

I mean I learned that I am not the woman to be forced into marriage, and that some dude in another dimension is heart broken and my 10,000 dollar wedding dress is still covered in chocolate. What a dream.