I had a shitty, drawn-out dream last night about being sexually assaulted by a big, beefy Miles O'Brien lookalike. But the situation was such that I couldn't let on to anyone else that it had happened, or that I was planning to escape, else they would revoke my "privileges" of being able to be out of the basement.
Felt exhausted when I woke up, and fell back asleep a couple times, then cried a bit and got up at 11am.
"Fun" fact: I don't remember a lot about my childhood before highschool, but I know I was abused emotionally and occasionally physically. It seems reasonable to assume that I blocked out portions due to the trauma, and I sometimes wonder if sexual assault was among those abuses.