"Thank you, by the way. She's--" Finnick trailed off, looking for the words. "The only thing that makes me believe I can still be a good person." Which was so sappy, but hey, no shame. "I don't think we're ever going to forget, or wholly get over it. I talked to this psychiatrist right after the dreams started, and his advice was to find things to do that would counterbalance."
Well. And to remember that it wasn't real, but clearly that hadn't worked.