So you know that thing...

... where your subconscious identifies the thing that is most bothersome to you at the time, and makes it the center of your dreams, and then emphasizes and enlarges it until the dream turns into a nightmare, and that one thing takes over your dream, and make the night uncomfortable and tense, and then also takes over your morning, and puts you in a bad, defensive, isolated, acutely depressed mood for at least the first few hours, if not the whole day? Yeah, well, I hate that. I hate having the feeling that my subconscious can know so much about the rest of me, I hate that my own mind can choose to take advantage of a weakness like this and use it against me. I have no reason to do that to myself! I don't have anything against me...

So why is my brain pouring salt on my own wounds?