I dreamt I was shopping in a supermarket when I started having an allergic reaction. I knew I needed to take an antihistamine tablet, but I didn’t have any on me. There were some for sale in the shop, I took a packet, but the queues for the tills were so insanely long I knew I didn’t have time to wait to pay for them. I asked a member of staff if I could open the packet now and pay afterwards and she said no.

My allergic reaction got worse and worse, so bad I ended up on the floor, suffocating. I begged all the shop staff to just let me open the packet now, pointing out how long the queue was but they all angrily said no. Rachel Reeves, the UK government minister who is always trying to stop disabled people from getting benefits, appeared as a member of staff. She was annoyed by the wheezing and gasping sounds I was making, and leaned down towards me, her face right in front of mine and screamed “SHUT UUUUUP!” Then walked off, leaving me in anaphylactic shock on the floor. I was clearly dying and everyone was just annoyed with me for being a nuisance, and tried to stop me from getting help.

I think it was a metaphor for being disabled/ill in the UK, and the government and society at large trying to stop us from accessing help.