Was it all real?

I woke up in a cold sweat, hand stuffed to my mouth to prevent myself from screaming. That would be a big deal, as all sound could easily heard through the thin walls of my apartment, and I definitely did not want to deal with neighbour prying eyes. And I could not help but ask myself. Was it all real? Because it felt like it, it was too real to be a dream.

Hi. My name is Joy, and I have temporal amnesia. The doctor says it may come back all at once, or keep coming to me in flashes. Or my memories may never come back for the rest of my life. All I can do is take it one step at a time.