Share with us the dream you had last night.

Medusa said:
Sounds like one of those dreams wherein you are filled with relief to wake up and realize you were dreaming and it wasn't real.
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The Spousal Equivalent says he frequently hears me in the middle of the night muttering, "It's just a dream, it's just a dream..."

I hate it when you wake up and you can't decide right away whether it *really* happened or not. It IS a real relief to find out it didn't....
 

Last night I dreamt that I was in some sort of girls' group, sorority or something similar. I didn't get along with one of the girls and her father was trying to keep us apart. I made that case that I didn't like her, but she was still my "sister," at which point she burst into tears and ran into my arms whereon we hugged.

This one is pretty easy as I just started watching, Yellow Jackets last night. (A show about a girls' soccer team whose plane goes down on an island and some type of girl version of Lord of the Flies occurs.)
 
I used to have dreams about being lost and wake up distressed....but I changed it completely!! So easy. I made a playlist, hand picked music, using Spotify that was mostly made up of what is called "Soft Relaxing Piano music for Sleep" (and some soft guitar). No voices. No Spa sounds (that sounds creepy to me). No Violins (that's a little sad).

I turn on my small Bose speaker on very low, very quiet (size of the palm of my hand) that gives off a warm soft bass sound. I chose Hymns that I know most of the words in my head and thus are even more healing. I can't "Send" anything to SF from Spotify except short samples. My soft music plays bedside all night...very quiet. I wake up refreshed, happy, and so grateful for everything in my life. No headaches, no worries.
 

Lara said:
I used to have dreams about being lost and wake up distressed....but I changed it completely!! So easy. I made a playlist, hand picked music, using Spotify that was mostly made up of what is called "Soft Relaxing Piano music for Sleep" (and some soft guitar). No voices. No Spa sounds (that sounds creepy to me). No Violins (that's a little sad).

I turn on my small Bose speaker on very low, very quiet (size of the palm of my hand) that gives off a warm soft bass sound. I chose Hymns that I know most of the words in my head and thus are even more healing. I can't "Send" anything to SF from Spotify except short samples. My soft music plays bedside all night...very quiet. I wake up refreshed, happy, and so grateful for everything in my life. No headaches, no worries.
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I can see how this would work well. I listen to audio books while falling asleep and if I forget to put the sleep timer on, the book will play all night and I will invariably incorporate the story into my dreams.
 
Dreams can reflect fears. And the phenomenon is quite often experienced in drunk dreams experienced by those in recovery from alcohol abuse. Early in recovery, the fear of relapse can be very real. I haven't had a drink for 29 years and haven't had a drunk dream in probably 27 years, but I will say they were as terrifying as my worst ordinary nightmare, and the disturbance is carried through for minutes after awakening from the dream, even as you are realizing it was only a dream.

My dream would always start with me being drunk and not remembering what caused me to get that way, but just knowing that, without thinking, I had taken a drink, and then several more. I would be hating myself for not paying close attention to what I was doing, and wake up feeling mad, disgusted, and vulnerable. Ugh, the vulnerability was the worst part. Mad and disgusted I was used to.

All those Hollywood films about alcoholism follow the same prescribed story line, but the drunk dream has only been included in one short scene of one episode of a series "A Single Drunk Female," which was cancelled after the second season. It was written by an alcoholic in recovery, and in the story line, she was a surprised and disturbed as I was when I had my first one, and her father reassures her, "It's all part of recovery."

Not everyone has them, but it's very common.
 
JustDave said:
Dreams can reflect fears. And the phenomenon is quite often experienced in drunk dreams experienced by those in recovery from alcohol abuse. Early in recovery, the fear of relapse can be very real. I haven't had a drink for 29 years and haven't had a drunk dream in probably 27 years, but I will say they were as terrifying as my worst ordinary nightmare, and the disturbance is carried through for minutes after awakening from the dream, even as you are realizing it was only a dream.

My dream would always start with me being drunk and not remembering what caused me to get that way, but just knowing that, without thinking, I had taken a drink, and then several more. I would be hating myself for not paying close attention to what I was doing, and wake up feeling mad, disgusted, and vulnerable. Ugh, the vulnerability was the worst part. Mad and disgusted I was used to.

All those Hollywood films about alcoholism follow the same prescribed story line, but the drunk dream has only been included in one short scene of one episode of a series "A Single Drunk Female," which was cancelled after the second season. It was written by an alcoholic in recovery, and in the story line, she was a surprised and disturbed as I was when I had my first one, and her father reassures her, "It's all part of recovery."

Not everyone has them, but it's very common.
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I can relate to this in a smaller way in that after I quit smoking, 30 years ago, I had occasional dreams about having started smoking again for, seriously, 20ish years. I would wake from them so mad at and disappointed with myself, eventually being flooded with relief on the realization that I'd been dreaming, and it wasn't real.

What you went through was obviously much bigger and more difficult, but I can relate to addiction dreaming.
 
Had a very unusual for this person vivid dream last night about midnight. I wake up a few times each night and always dream 100% of the time. In the dream, was a civilian caught in an unknown war with continuous bullets and exploding shells, trapped with some other civilians inside a long, large, few story building with armed fighting soldiers that were defensively battling an army in another parallel like building a bit a ways. Behind our building was a sloping semi forested hill where shells were exploding probably to keep any from running away, escaping.

Soldiers were putting we civilians to work at times inside the building but all I wanted to do was discretely when soldiers were not looking, slip away and escape over the hill while hoping to dodge shells in the death zone I expected most would die. And note, this small person with strong legs has always been able to run fast. Eventually, I managed to sneak to the other end of our building. As a small peaceful person that avoids conflict, I greatly dislike violence and fighting, much less war and death. Though note, I was in the Viet Nam War outside the combat zones. Did somehow manage to slip through a small ground floor window, run to a stream crossing then up the hill to get over the hill.

After I woke up, was rather stressed out while wondering why I had such a strange violent dream on Easter eve? Got more sleep and woke up fine.
 
Medusa said:
I can relate to this in a smaller way in that after I quit smoking, 30 years ago, I had occasional dreams about having started smoking again for, seriously, 20ish years. I would wake from them so mad at and disappointed with myself, eventually being flooded with relief on the realization that I'd been dreaming, and it wasn't real.

What you went through was obviously much bigger and more difficult, but I can relate to addiction dreaming.
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I found withdrawal from nicotine to be much harder. I quit smoking 20 years before I quit drinking, and I've sometimes wondered if withdrawal from nicotine prepared me for dealing with alcohol cravings. Where nicotine cravings lasted for months, severe alcohol cravings lasted less than a week. After that, it was just dealing with psychological head games that went on and on.
 
Last night I dreamt that I was in high school, the school year was six weeks away from ending and I hadn't done any work in any of my classes, had to hunt down my books because I'd lost them. I was trying to negotiate with my teachers about catching up, but there wasn't time. I decided on homeschooling and getting my diploma via the State Board of Education.

What's weird is I think I've had this dream before.
 
Medusa said:
Last night I dreamt that I was in high school, the school year was six weeks away from ending and I hadn't done any work in any of my classes, had to hunt down my books because I'd lost them. I was trying to negotiate with my teachers about catching up, but there wasn't time. I decided on homeschooling and getting my diploma via the State Board of Education.

What's weird is I think I've had this dream before.
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I have a lot of similar dreams involving school and being unprepared.
 
Last night I dreamt I was with my old friend Susan (who's been dead now nearly a decade) and we were communicating through music, as we used to a lot. Specifically it was Paul Simon's The Boxer ("I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was warm, goin home..." We'd been fighting, as we also did IRL. And then we learned that Trump was just elected. And I said to her, I can't share music on this level with the rest of the country, or even with most of the people know."
 
Medusa said:
I can relate to this in a smaller way in that after I quit smoking, 30 years ago, I had occasional dreams about having started smoking again for, seriously, 20ish years. I would wake from them so mad at and disappointed with myself, eventually being flooded with relief on the realization that I'd been dreaming, and it wasn't real.

What you went through was obviously much bigger and more difficult, but I can relate to addiction dreaming.
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I was about to relate a similar experience. I never did actually light up again. Maybe the disappointment in those dreams helped to reinforce.
 
Babs2u said:
I was about to relate a similar experience. I never did actually light up again. Maybe the disappointment in those dreams helped to reinforce.
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They do drive home the fear of relapse, and certainly underscore the importance of sticking to the goal. To me, they were helpful. I take them as a sign that you are on the right track, and something that says, "You know what you have to do." Not sure everyone responds that way, but I think most do.
 
A few years ago, I woke up from a very, very bad dream and I was in a distressed panic and my heart was beating 142 beats per minute.

Even after a warm shower, it wouldn't slow down, so off to the ER I went. Two days in the hospital and lots of tests but no definite answer. My tryponin level was up, so  something had happened and they classified it a Type 2 infarction.

I asked the cardiologist if the rapid beat caused the dream or or if the dream caused the rapid beat. He said he didn't know but to try to dream about puppies, kittens, and rosebuds next time.
 
JustDave said:
They do drive home the fear of relapse, and certainly underscore the importance of sticking to the goal. To me, they were helpful. I take them as a sign that you are on the right track, and something that says, "You know what you have to do." Not sure everyone responds that way, but I think most do.
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I only had those dreams on increasingly rare occasions, but it amazed me that I was still having them, albeit rarely, literally 20 years away from smoking.
 
jujube said:
A few years ago, I woke up from a very, very bad dream and I was in a distressed panic and my heart was beating 142 beats per minute.

Even after a warm shower, it wouldn't slow down, so off to the ER I went. Two days in the hospital and lots of tests but no definite answer. My tryponin level was up, so  something had happened and they classified it a Type 2 infarction.

I asked the cardiologist if the rapid beat caused the dream or or if the dream caused the rapid beat. He said he didn't know but to try to dream about puppies, kittens, and rosebuds next time.
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Holy cows that must have been scary.
 
Last night I dreamt that I was in a grocery store and there was some sort of battle going on. There were "Mario Pipes," and Raj, from, The Big Bang Theory was there. I was glad to wake up.
 
I dreamt that I;d returned to Spain, and I was walking down familiar..yet somehow unfamiliar roads in the town centre , and there was crowds of people much more than when I lived there...

I went into a cafe, and met Sophia Loren, and spoke to her briefly, and she said she rememberd me from a long time ago... and as she left , she walked behind where I was sitting, , kissed the top of my head and gave me a small gift.. not sure what it was...

Then as I went to leave the cafe I was mugged by 6 middle aged people, 4 men 2 women, both women wearing furs the 4 men were all large ..... they managed to grab my phone, my wallet with all my cards ( I never carry all my cards with me usually )... my bag.. my car keys everything.. I put up a fight, but they were bigger and heavier than me, I kept fighting anyway but it was like hitting clouds, I was getting nowhere making no effect on them, I didn't have enough strength .. I grabbed one women's fur coat and it came off. and she was calling for the police to come over because I was attacking her..

I begged them at least give me something back , even one thing.. ..just my keys..or just my purse.. ..but no..

I actually woke up exhausted like I'd been in a physical fight ..
 
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