I have extremely vivid nightmares almost every night and many of them revolve around disturbing deaths of babies or child-related things. I have no idea if this means anything or not.

One dream I had recently involved a cult that forced its women to have abortions if they got pregnant out of wedlock, and then they secretly were feeding the aborted fetuses to the members of the cult during feasts.

Another dream I had involved a chimp holding a human baby right in front of the baby’s mother, and suddenly the chimp tore the baby’s head off, and the mother started clapping enthusiastically.

I just had a nightmare that two planes collide in the sky where I live and one of the planes got hit on a corse straight towards my house and in this dream I’m sitting in my room my mum has just popped out of a bit and it’s me and my lil bro and bc the crash happened I see a fighter jet and a few more military planes then I see the planes collide and I start permission in this dream so I run to find my brother who’s in the garden i grab him run out the house then run away from the house then that’s when I woke up but I keep on getting nightmares to do with planes and idk why and I’m only 13 so yeah a plane dream was at night in the day idk why I keep on dreaming about planes im not scared of getting on planes I’ve been on a planes twice so yeah if anyone can help it’d be great thanks Dylan

Does anyone else have traumatic nightmares? I was having them 3-4 times a week so they put me on Prazosin which helps but I still get them here and there. I’d love to not rely on a medication… but I have no idea what to do to stop them naturally. They’re scary to the core and very VERY violent. I’m always being attacked and forced to defend myself. I’ve shot people, stabbed people, watched my loved ones be brutally murdered. An odd aspect that usually wakes me from the nightmare is that the wounds never have blood. It makes me stop and be like wtffff which jolts me awake. I wake up in a panic attack, feeling traumatized and when I eventually fall back to sleep after watching a Pixar movie for a while, most of the time I get thrown back into the same nightmare. I try to not watch anything remotely stressful in the evenings.. any advice is welcomed at this point..

TW: mentions of suicidal thoughts

My life is pretty complicated in several ways. I'm dealing with serious problems that make it hard to enjoy my current life, especially the environment I'm in. I try to find some rest, and it turns out that even there, I end up facing the worst.

I'd rather not share the dream itself, but it deeply shook me.

I don't know if you understand or have ever been through this: the kind of dream so awful that you want to cry the moment you wake up, that makes you wonder why your brain is capable of imagining things so horrible, disgusting and terrifying, and that keeps you awake because you're afraid to fall back asleep.

In that moment, I just wanted to die. I was thinking: my life is terrible, my dreams are even worse, just end it already.

I also found life so unfair. I'm full of trauma that shows up in my dreams, and I'm the one who has to deal with it alone while the people responsible walk free. I'm the one who has to endure the nightmares, the therapy, the rebuilding. I'm the one who suffers, who will keep suffering, and who has to fix it all. I'm still young, and I already feel like I've been dealing with this for so long.
When I realized that, I wanted to stop existing.

My dreams are no longer a gentle escape but maybe a prison, and it makes my stomach knot up. It feels like there's no end to this ordeal. Even if I grow up and move to a different environment, I'll still be haunted by my trauma and my dreams will keep going, right? When will it stop?

I don’t really remember much of the dream, but what I do remember is that I was barefoot and walking out of a place, it might’ve been my home, through a sliding door into my backyard. Just as I step out I step on the abdomen of a black widow and it pops. I look down on it and its abdomen area is squished with black goo around it.
It’s such an odd dream and i’ve been thinking about it all day. I don’t usually dream about black widows or any spiders.

Start as me waking up to a fuzzy male figure with white shirt at the end of my bed trying to talk to me. The room is only lit up as it usually is at night IRL. He's there to find a solution to my life by talking. That's when I realize this man may just be a dream and may be taking the figure of me as a therapist attempting some sort of successful hypnosis.

As I go along with it still processing what this dream is about and I'm talking to this figure I start realizing this is something to be cautious about. The figure realizes I'm realizing and when it's confirmed screams a shriek sound as he stops being fuzzy looking. Puts his hand inside my mouth, grabs me from my jaw and attempts to open my mouth while attempting to break my back in 2 pieces as if he is trying to enter my body. I wake up.

Lovely at 6am....

Hi everybody!

I am part of a student team researching potential solutions/aids/therapeutic techniques for people with recurring nightmares. If you are a sleep researcher, trauma/sleep/ptsd therapist, your loved ones struggle, or you have your own experiences with recurring nightmares yourself, we would love to hear from you about your experiences and/or research in this area. I understand that, as humans, this can be a very personal experience, and if you don't want to share, scroll on by, but if you do, my team and I would love to hear from you about what this is like for you/your clients, what you currently do to treat this, what works/what doesn't, what struggles you have with existing treatments, or what you are still searching for. Thank you to anybody that has input, and if you struggle with recurring nightmares, we hope you sleep safely and peacefully tonight and in the future :)

Ok so unlike a normal nightmare this one was more my brain torturing me for some reason. I don't remember all of it and it's pretty nonsensical but here it is.

So it started off pretty normal by me hanging out with some people i knew from school but was friends with here. We were in some nonsensical backrooms type space and i told them i would meet them further ahead at the tenis court. So i walked a bit faster by myself and met them further ahead at the tenis court. Then we all walked out of this strange place and i was transported to the next scene of the dream.

I was now on a flight to the USA but when i landed i had some missing parts of my fingers on both hands. Some of my right pinky was gone and so was parts of my left one and the next finger. Anyway i went and sat down at some tsa machine where you had to put your bag on and fill out a questionnaire both on a computer screen and on a piece of paper. There was a woman next to me who couldn't speak english so the tsa agent had to help them set the language to theirs. after that some mean girls came by and started taking my sheet of paper and messing with me so that i couldn't complete the check. I told the tsa agents about this but they didn't seem to care. Suddenly someone walks past and slices off my right pinky with a sharp glass object as they walk by. This caused me to scream in agony and the horror of what had just happened.

Then the next scene happened and i was talking to my mum who let me know that i had some rare disease that was causing my hands to decay.

Then it quickly shifted to this building where i was taking part in this strange gameshow for entrepreneurs that wasn't actually being recorded. The entrepreneurs would also later reveal themselves as having some kinds of superpowers. So at some point during this "show" i was on the roof with some of the others but feeling bad about how i couldn't help them paint due to my now mangled hands. Then one of the women contestants was being dragged through the window by some spiderman web and she would die a horrible death if nobody helped. I tried to help her by stopping her from getting pulled through but was too weak and she got splattered against the other building. I then collapsed on the stairs and started decaying as the other contestants would walk by either not caring or saying mean things to me. This sequence was a timelapse of weeks where i was just laying there helplessly decaying. I finally stood up and had an email from a doctor nearby that could save me so i began to walk down the stairs towards the door. As i was doing so i realised my left hand was falling apart badly and my skin had started to split open and my whole hand was weak red raw and grey. But as i was walking down the stairs the other contestants started walking down too but started to bully me and shove me against the wall. I begged them to stop as my hand was weak but they didn't listen and kept going until the whole thing fell off.

I decided to walk back upstairs where i found two brothers that were contestants talking to the host at a desk. They were saying they were done with life and wanted to kill themselves whilst crying. I told them i also wanted to kill myself because of losing my hands and everything else that had happened.

Then i woke up and of course i had to check my hands. Both arms were numb due to bad circulation so i couldn't really move them for a few seconds (maybe this is what had caused the hands thing to manifest in the dream). Luckily they were fine but my bed had been drenched from how much i was sweating and i let out a " oh thank god" that none of that was real.

Now i feel really sorry for anyone who has actually lost their hands due to some accident or disease. Man in that dream i was devastated that i had lost mine to the point of wanting suicide. So yeah not your typical nightmare about one specific scary monster or anything but still the most terrifying one i have ever experienced.

Also feel like this could be the plot of a horror game similar to cry of fear where the game gets harder as you progress due to losing parts of your hands. And the main characters mental decline is explored until they finally snap and end it all.

i’m quite unsettled because it’s been two days i had nightmares about cheating on my bf and i feel extremely guilty and even anxious because i would NEVER do that to him!!!! but people tend to say dreams show your subconscious wishes or smt and i feel terrible about myself because i love my man and idk what’s wrong with me pls help

Hello! I believe this is the right place to describe nightmares. I am new here, so please bear with me. Warning: This nightmare contains straight-up gore, so please read with caution.

This occurred two nights ago and has been bothering me since. The dream started with two men in the bathroom of a public park. They were doing a sort of challenge for a video. They began eating something that was sharp, like glass before dunking their faces into bowls of blue liquid which they held. I presume the bowl also contained glass or some sharp objects. They then dropped the bowls and began choking/coughing before immediately throwing up straight blood. It was fast and quite horrific, even for what I've seen online. They just kept throwing up blood everywhere, covering the bathroom floors and walls before one stumbled outside the bathroom. The one who left the bathroom just kept throwing up blood everywhere outside as well before he collapsed.

That's where it ended. I woke up at maybe 5 or 6 AM? I wasn't sweating or shaking, not scared or upset. Just disturbed. I have never had a dream like this, not even one that contained violence. I've had the occasional few weird ones, but I usually do not even remember my dreams. This one stuck, though, and I was unable to go bad to sleep for a while. I could not get it out of my head.

It's probably important to mention that I have seen gore videos before. I was a curious middle schooler (8th grade, so about 4 years ago) like my friends. My friends and I would look up disturbing gore videos and watch them, I was weirdly unaffected by watching them while my friends were unable to watch more than 4 or so. But since then, I have hardly seen any besides the occasional maybe censored Instagram reel or TikTok video that appears on my feed once every few months at the most. I do not actively look for this stuff despite my morbid curiosity.

So, I am just curious about what I should think of this? Could something have caused such a horrific dream? Should I be worried? Or just brush off? Any responses help. Thank you for reading 💖✨️

Idk why but lately all i have been saying is bad or disturbing dreams. Most days i wake up feeling so traumatized by my dreams. My dreams are like so graphic and sometimes look like they could be turned into a movie. For eg today i saw a dream where me and my family were traveling and stopped in a place because of the most beautiful view we saw from a cliff type of area, in the beginning there was not much people but later there was a bit of people and all of a sudden a guy who looked handsome and looks like he works out wearing pink shirt and white mundu came and jumped off the cliff. At first it looked like he was trying to sit there by jumping a bit but then we could hear his body rolling down stop and later me and my family went down and from a cliff it became a 3 storey building and his body was there on the floor. My uncle was carrying his hand that got cut off i think and I looked at his body and one of his legs from the knee was not there. In the rest of the dreams i was so disturbed and thinking what would have been the reason for him to do it and hoped he wouldn’t go to hell for sucide. This one is just a small one there was way more disturbing that i have seen. In one of my disturbing dreams my grandmother who passed away 2 years ago was naked and praying in a pray mat in the creepiest way possible from the house she lived while our family was there. I don’t actually remember the rest of it but this specific scene from the dream scared tf out of me. Does anyone know anything about this or does anyone have dreams like this?

I had a semi-nightmare.

My classmate from college was there, we were assistants to a well known anonymous dark web streamer. The streamer was a guy our age with glasses and long black hair. He was apathetic and only really wanted to keep his streams interesting.

At one point he got an elephant (???) and put it in a cubic pit with bars on top, and livestreamed the elephant getting rats filled into the pit. The elephant was eaten alive.

Me and my classmate didn't like it, but we were kind of being kept hostage cause the house we were at was in a remote forest.

We had been there for so long we got kind of numbed to everything the streamer was doing. He had cages in the basement with caged people and animals and would always make us strap them down so he could do all kinds of torturous experiments on them. From my dream I remember he also had some people sewn together but they died from septic infection like not even a week later.

I don't know why, but I got so fed up with all this I just wanted to die rather than attempt to run away cause I was so scared he would make me a star for one of his streams. I loaded a small cannon he had that was about 2 feet tall. I kneeled and asked him to fire it. For some reason in my dream it was a cannon that didn't have a fuse, just a switch. Right before he pressed it he purposefully fired it a bit higher and it went through the top of my skull, and got rid of less than half of my brain. I blacked out.

(An inconsistency in this dream was that even though it felt like it was shot into my forehead, I woke up with most of my head missing but my eyes were intact.)

When I woke up he had sewn a green cap on my head instead of my skull, and somehow was able to get most of my brain matter back in. I didn't feel fear or pain. It was like I was lobotomized but I didn't realize how horrifying this all was.

I asked my classmate for us to leave but they didn't really care and just told me I could leave if I wanted.

When I walked through the wood I eventually found a road in the forest, I followed it to a rustic town. I was about to pass out before a group of the folk there found me. They took me to a modern hospital where they tried to get the cap off. When they cut through the stitches it turned out there was a pair of wires there that when cut, would trigger a detonation from a small shrapnel explosive he inserted into what was left of my brain.

I woke up right before the explosion happened.

I had to lie in bed for like 10 minutes because it felt real and I felt like I was still in the state I was in during that dream.

I’ve been prescribed prazosin for about 6 months (a medication for night terrors). I have very vivid dreams, night terrors, and sleep paralysis almost every night. They get so bad to the point that my entire mood and headspace for the rest of the day after I wake up is totally ruined and I am completely exhausted, depressed, anxious, and disassociated. I was originally taking the prazosin every night and was on 1mg. For a little bit, my dreams died down. Eventually they came back and were just as if not more vivid and impactful to my mental state than before. I went up to 2mg and now take it occasionally. I use it as a last resort if my night terrors are in full swing and happening every night like they used to but it feels like it does nothing but make my dreams worse. I’m not sure if this is helpful information but I’ve been sober for about 120 days and I’ve heard from all my friends and people online that smoking weed will stop them from dreaming completely and that when they quit smoking they get really intense dreams but the entire time I smoked weed my dreams were unaffected and I would still have them every night. On top of that, quitting smoking did not cause my dreams to get more vivid. I’m curious if either it has to do with my brain chemistry or just the fact that my dreams are that intense to the point where nothing will be able to stop them.

I had my standard recurring (every night almost) nightmare about nuclear war, aliens visiting, a giant flood, and me being tricked into going to jail, I have these almost every single night and I have adapted to these dreams. At the end of this dream, I realize I'm dreaming, and I wake myself up. I'm awake, but as soon as I open my eyes, my vision gets incredibly blurry, and I can't move at all. I feel something coming, and since I'm sleeping on the couch the front door is literally right behind where my head is. As I can't move, I feel a presence, very tall, stoic even, come into my house, I start to panic, but can't move at all. I feel him run something across the back of my neck, and I feel blood running down the back of my neck. I believe he collects the blood and then he slowly walks out the door. Seconds later, I get my movement back and I start running around the house crying. THEN I wake up, for real. Was this sleep paralysis? I have not once in my life EVER had a dream this realistic to the point I genuinely thought it was real life. Was this SP or just a really bad nightmare?

I was listening to sleep music with my iPod’s on - same music i have used in the past- I assume i was in a sleep state but i clearly heard a COMMAND and it was followed by an ‘illustration’ of how to do it. OH HELL NO! I woke up so fast… took off that headset turned off the YouTube music noting the time 1:32 am and quickly said the Lord’s Prayer- twice , slower the second time . I went to bed early that night so normally 1:32 would be closer to just falling asleep… anyway , I was totally aware that message came from an outside source way, but from where? Was there some sort of subliminal message in the music and I never heard it before?
Hours later that morning , I mentioned it to my husband I had a bad dream…

Next night, part two came.

In this dream, I had just gone grocery shopping and was putting my groceries in the car, luckily, I had parked further than usual, as I was walking towards the driver side, then opened the door I clearly heard gunshots -close. Then screaming. I ducked down and tried to find where the source was, and it was coming from near the front of the grocery store -since I could locate it I jumped in my car and drove away. I went to the other end of the shopping center, and for some reason I stopped at urgent care Center that I’ve .used in the past ... I ran in telling them the situation and to please call 911 then I thought I heard gunshots again but closer. About that time , a nurse ( apparently totally lacking situation awareness) opened the door, I ran thru yelling call 911 and telling them why & giving details about the shooter . As I’m squatted down , I hear a person in the room next-door talking to 911 but saying there’s a crazy person in here saying something about something. She never mentioned any of the stuff I was saying so I got up ran in the room. She’s all freaked out seeing me and I’m yelling dispatcher!! send squad out to ( address) I even told him the gun type because I know a little about guns. I hear the sounds closer… I yell I am outta here! I jumped back into my car frantically calling my husband and grown kids. My husband left work because he noticed craziness starting in town ( we live near Austin). I drive off and then i woke up. WTF??????? 6G

These dreams stuck out to me. The first one I woke up to find a queen bee had laid eggs in my mouth and it traveled to my body in my sleep. I ran outside as bees started to leave my lips and break out of my skin. I felt the pain and inability to breathe from the experience and woke up terrified.

The other dream, I was being hunted down in my home by people I knew (not sure how I knew them, as they don't exist in real life) but they entered my home. One of them wielded either an axe or hammer and bashed me against the head and left me with horrible injuries. I remember begging to be sent to a hospital in the dream while I walked around, bloody and in horrible pain from the attack, while my own family refused to take me.

I'm not too sure why I've had such severe and painful dreams

Many of my most recent nightmares have been about experiencing pain, and I can remember when I wake up how the pain felt in my dreams. I fully feel the pain and it never wakes me up, I always wake up much later in the dream after the pain has happened.

So I had to change shifts for today which is Tuesday October 13th. I had to be at work at 4:30 a.m. so I decided to take a combination of an aspirin and omeprazole. OM always gives me crazy intense dreams and last night was no different. ***What I have in parentheses is what corresponds in real life***

So I went to bed at approximately 9:30 had trouble falling off to sleep according to my sleep monitor I finally fell off the sleep around about 11:30 p.m. What happened from what I can remember, I was in the house it wasn't my house. It seemed that I was in the house in Italy which I've never been to. There was a guy there that looked like actor Adrien Brody ( ***not sure why it was him not a fan of his really and never really seen only a few of his movies***) anyway he tells me that me and my mother owns this house in Italy so which I respond that's not possible because my mother died in 23 ( ***make note that my mother did actually die 3 years ago today on Friday the 13th 2023 when I was having his dream and when I had awakened it was a little bit after midnight which would have been exactly 3 years ago of my mother's death when I made the statement in my dream so I knew I was dreaming. I actually lucid dream a lot)***

Anyway he proceeds to tell me that I was in a car accident and it's implied that I must have been in a coma for 10 years \[ ***make note that just before I went to bed I had a conversation with my wife about my AI film project that I'm doing I actually make adult orientated AI films that I sell on deviantarts one of the plot lines that I have is about one of the women on the Run it's a big multi-universe thing I won't get into it anyway she splits her personality in hides part of it in AI****\]* I have a immediate image of my curent car \[ *I* ***have not been in my car for most of the weekend due to the fact that it was raining and I stayed inside but earlier in the day I move my car closer to the house so then that way I wouldn't have to walk the distance at 3:00 in the morning cuz it was parked two blocks away\]***

Suddenly I was walking outside and it was Pitch Black and it was a veil over my eye I was trying to get to work but wasn't able to see. In my hand I had a white ice tray and was spilling water as I was walking so I decided to go back to the house *\[* ***when I fell asleep at night I was wearing a light weighted black hoodie and I had the hoodie over my face as I slept as far as the ice tray earlier in the day I refilled an ice tray which is white that particular ice tray has one of the spot that has a hole at the bottom of it will water leaks out****\]*

Anyway I'm back in the house now there are other people there and it seems to be there seems to be some type of a social gathering over dinner. Adrien Brody is still there. This is where the Omeprazole really starts to kick, smells, tastes, touching. It was a chicken dinner and I could literally taste the chicken it was some of the best chicken that I ever had \[ ***just before going to bed I ate some chicken that was my dinner I didn't bother with an entire meal because I had to go to bed early also note that earlier in the day I had a chicken and rice plate from a local Cuban restaurant called Sophie's absolutely one of my favorite dishes\]***

After the dinner me and Adrein *went into the kitchen where there was more chicken in the oven baking \[* ***make note that my 17-year-old son is a excellent cook and has been cooking since he's been 10 years old. Just before I went to the bed he was making his mother to be beef patties in the toaster oven/ air fryer I always tell him to unplug it when he's finished and sure enough when I woke up this morning it wasn't unplugged*****\]** back in the dream as I watch the chicken cook there were three small fires that suddenly went a blaze tiny and controllable, two on the wall behind the stove and one inside the stove over the kitchen I use the water hose from the kitchen sink in order to out all the fires.

Adrein tells me that I am married I said to him let me guess her name is Gina. Gina is the woman who is part of my film project. For some reason he just mentions that she is from Trinidad. When I finally do see the woman in the dream I can't exactly make her out. I really can't make out her face I can see kind of the outline of her body a breast, her legs her stomach but I really can't see any type of defining features I know that she is a shade of brown she's a black woman. But I really can't exactly make her out in front and the way it looks it seems like she was nude. Anyway at this time they have seemed to be a church meeting or Bible study going on in the house and I was returning home from what I would assume is work. There was a preacher another black man who is leading the meeting I didn't like him at all in fact he was one of those type of guys who try to sleep with the women in his congregation.\[ ***Earlier in the day on my Facebook feed a video popped up of Reverend Slick he was a manager in a WWE or WWF at the time he had managed a wrestler formerly known as the One Man Gang who at the time was using a gimmick called Akeem. The song Jive Soul bro was playing and I got an absolutely kick out of it singing along with it I must have watched it at least three or four times\]***

After the church meeting was over this Jive Soul preacher was trying to seduce my wife right in front of me there was a pair of jeans with a belt on it I went to get the belts I was going to choke the guy he stopped me \[ ***note once again earlier in the day I had a pair of jeans on the back of a chair and I took my belt off of it in order to get a clean pair and put the belt on a new clean pair that I wore for the day\]*** since I couldn't get my hand on a belt I proceeded to use my hands and choke The Living Daylights (***not the Bond movie lol)*** out of this guy. This part of the dream was so intense I could literally feel my hands around his neck, using my thumbs as I pressed down. I could feel the sweat as he tried to wiggle away from me and the resistance that he tried in order to get away. Eventually I decided to let him go and he ran out the door and then I woke up.

I immediately looked at my heart rate and sleep monitor to note the time it was just after 12 midnight October 13th. I made quick mental notes in my head so I could remember to write this post that I just wrote. I went to the bathroom and went back to sleep and woke up at 3:00 three hours before my normal waking time in order to make it to work early today to work a double. It should be noted that I checked my sleep monitor, just before I woke up from the dream above I was in an 18 minute block of REM sleep. When I went back to sleep I had about two or three more blocks of 18 to 20 minute plus REM sleep blocks. In total I had just under an hour of REM sleep and even though I only slept for 4 hours last night it seems like it's the most well-rested I ever been after such an intense dream.

Has anyone else had these type for 3D dreams after using Omeprazole?

I remember as a child I would have these recurring nightmares where my house wasn't exactly as it should be, and my parents were nowhere to be seen. It would always end with me wanting to go home, but questioning where home truly was, then waking up in a cold sweat. I don't remember them too well though as they were a long time ago. The first one I can remember is that there was a giant spinning monkey sign (it sounds stupid, but it was terrifying in the nightmare) and the lights in my house were all purple. There were people sitting in folding chairs in front of my room and in other places in the house, I tried asking them where my parents were, but they just laughed at me. Not a word from them, just laughter. All of their faces were expressionless even though they were laughing. That's all I can really remember of the first one. In the second one I can remember, my house was full of Halloween decorations (I was always very scared of Halloween decorations) they were all animatronic ones that popped out unexpectedly. The walls were completely covered with them, not even an inch left blank. Sorry for lack of detail, I said everything I could remember of them.

I'm already struggling to sleep, and whenever I finally do, nightmares wake me up again.

Dreams about horrible accidents like cutting off my hands while chopping vegetables, slipping and my head onto an axe or falling off a mountain. These are just the ones I remember because I'm sleepy. I get more disturbing than apart from these

And no, I don't watch violent movies or gore content either

OMG, what a horrible lucid dream I had today—absolutely terrifying. I dreamt someone handed me a detonator—sort of a quantum device, like a box designed to blow up the universe—and when I set it off, the universe went haywire and started ceasing to exist right before my eyes. I am never triggering that in a dream again. #nightmare #luciddream #dream #dreams #luciddreams #universe

10/12-I was in this building many people had stayed and was shown the rooms of the earl of Branagh. I was showed where he had stayed for years. Apparently he had developed some code for spying or something but had had a dark agenda. I felt darkness and felt a dark presence inside me.

I woke up and recognized that dark spiritual entity had revealed itself in me. My initial instinct was fear, but I remembered do not be afraid. I asked for the divine power of good to enter me and drive it out, and stated I had not willingly given rights to any dark entity. I felt immediately a relief and a dissipation of something in my mind.

Really need some help understanding this dream. Felt like a trip to hell.

Need some help here. Tonight I’ve slept for maybe 3 hours and have had intense nightmares that have woken me up and will keep me up.

it started with a girl I went to high school with. She wanted to make moves but I told her I was gay. Showed her my wallpaper, which had my boyfriend on it. She didn’t accept no and forced me to make out with her. After that very disturbing incident, like it felt nightmarish. I went to pay for my food and drinks and my card wouldn’t work. So they told me they were gonna call the police. During this whole time a group of men showed up, 3 older ones. They accused me of influencing children to be indoctrinated as queer.

I told them I didn’t work with children, no idea what they were talking about. My card wouldn’t work, and the bartender threatened to me have me arrested. So I ran. For the hills quite literally and climbed a green mountain. Then I fell into the stream below it and started drowning but got to shore. Once I got to the shoreline I went home and my bfs sister was there. She give me a huge hug and told me everything was gonna be ok. So I decided to leave my house again and the three older men appeared again. Started shouting at me. And attacked me. I managed to defend myself from two of them before the finally one shot me. What does this mean? I often have dreams related to my sexual identity and they’re never this intense. Is it a lack of self acceptance even at the cognitive level?

I had a nightmare where I was in a vehicle with my mom called someone too say my final words and only seen black for like 30 minutes woke up in the nightmare and tornados were everywhere and someone said this place is a place where tornados dodge for some reason then got driven by the person said my last words too and they said my mom died and they drove me 40 minutes away too a cafe and explained how I was the only survivor that was in the vehicle so yeah that was weird nightmare. also I felt the wind of the tornado irl

Since I was 7 or so, I've had recurring sleep paralysis with no monsters; it's more that something can be the size of a planet or mountain and the size of a pinhead or pea. A mile away or a few inches away, all at the same time. I can only move my head and look around with an intense feeling of dread. Has anyone had this before?

So I had a crazy dream last night where basically it was a constant montage of things trying to kill me, grope me, scratch me, bite me. It started out kind of normal, but then eventually I would see something random that horrified me, and I would just scream. Then when I screamed, the things mouth would split unnervingly far open, and it would just wail at me, and charge at me.

At some point, I got a break where I was trying to climb into a pool at my boyfriends house. My boyfriends dad asked me if I took something, because I was crapping on their lawn. I sighed a breath of relief, cause I thought everything I had experienced was just a really gnarly trip (I have never taken drugs, mind you). But then I saw something, lost it, and it just shifted right back to my regularly scheduled horror program.

The last thing that freaked me out the most was I was on a roof, or a porch? Not entirely sure, but I saw a dog, a really tall beagle come out from a dog house. It was normal, but then it turned into two of them, and I flipped my lid. Dog stood up on two legs, mouth unhinged and WAILED, and just launched itself at me.

At some point my dream ended, but I was now just seeing like, a really, really deep gray in the middle of my vision that had a lighter gray around the edge of my vision. I was hearing my video on youtube in real life, but I was still feeling my dream, like things were still touching me, I felt a tickle at some point, felt like I was being picked up.

Another thing is that I've had this theme in my dream several times over my life of things unhinging their jaws unnaturally and just banshee screaming at me.

Why tf do I have dreams like this and did I lowkey go to hell? Like wtf