What are email dreams about?

I had a dream I got in a really bad car crash and was hospitalized for it. I remember my whole back was fucked up. And I left the hospital as soon as I could because I had a job interview I was gonna be late for and I was so worried they would be mad at me because I was late. Im so confused like thats really not something I would care about in my everyday life, I might send an email and ask for it to be rescheduled but really? Why would I have this dream.

Also, I currently have a job that I dont plan on quitting at all.

So I'll give you a short version of a dream I recently had:

I met a soldier and we fell in love with each other, we were inseparable. One day he took me to his military base or barracks (whatever they are called) and introduced me to his comrades. They liked me.

Next we were all wrestling around in mud and it was great fun until my guy got called into an office, because he had gotten an important email. I followed him. When I wanted to read the mail he tried do distract me by seducing me but I kept on asking. My dream self read the email but I didn't know what the email was about.

I went back outside and everything was very different. Moments ago there were people still wrestling and fooling around outside but now it was very quiet. I went to the other guys and started talking to them but none of them reacted, except for my guy.

And this is now the plot twist.

Turns out, I am the imaginary girlfriend of my soldier, who was mentally ill and just got the email where it said that he had to be committed to a psych ward. Nobody had ever wrestled, the others were very subdued because they pitied him. I was an illusion, a ghost. I never existed.

I then made a joke about mental health and nobody laughed except for my guy. I got really upset and he was the only one who could calm me down. And then he realised that I was imaginary and was deeply disturbed by that realisation. I tried to console him but obviously he didn't get any better.

I clearly remember that I was watching YouTube and what I was watching on it (I was watching a dude play a specific board game, then, after logging out, I was searching for that game in a store or something) , then I was checking my emails (and interacting with them, placing them in my favourites folder, answering the mail) etc.

And I also dreamt I was over stocking on snacks and sweets, shoving them into my bedroom shelves :))

Before I begin, I would also like to mention that I’ve recently been dabbling in heavy spirituality such as reality shifting. While this seems absurd please respect my beliefs. To continue, I woke up at 3:33 and this is what shook me.

In the dream I was tasked with being essentially in a dream world where I had to torture other children (my body was one of my child state), or, kill the main “head honcho” which in this case was the form of a female witch with green skin. I remember a sense of dread the whole time I was in there. I was able to kill her without doing any unspeakable acts, but only after cutting open the back of her neck, to reveal a mid-size frog creature controlling her from the inside. He pleaded “ you don’t understand, this is so much bigger than you!” I didn’t care and chopped off his head. I left the realm and went back to my dream’s version of reality. The odd thing of this part of my dream, is when thinking about these “realms” I went to I remember doing it almost for fun as a child- the version in my dream of course, constantly winning, and escaping, so doing this brought about a sense of nostalgia within the dream.

Upon returning me and my partner whom were in that realm together heavily focused on never going back. We both came back to emails inviting us to return, and we both deleted it. I was almost instantly teleported home (which is why I know I was dreaming,) this part felt almost too unrealistic, which is odd since I just slaughtered a demon-frog thing. At home I remember making pasta, and then having to, for some reason, go back to these realms. While in their I no-longer had to kill a demon to escape, I was almost competing in a tournament with others to see who could do the most unspeakable things. My first task; drown my best-friend in acid. At this point I woke myself up out of fear for how genuinely disturbing, and genuinely nostalgic this made me feel. The clock was 3:33 and now it’s 3:53 and my post is concluding. I am authentically scared. Should I seek spiritual assistance, or does this dream and time of waking mean anything else?

Okay so I recently just woke up from this and felt a little disoriented. In the beginning of the dream, I was at my/my boyfriend’s house. I walked out into the front yard, and suddenly went all the way to my family’s house... in 2016 (same house they have now if that means anything, idk)

It was pretty late at night when I was teleported, but I grabbed one of my sister’s and pulled her outside, looking pretty freaked out and saying I had to talk to her. I tell her “Please believe me on this. I’m from the year 2019.” I pull out my phone to look for evidence (pictures, emails, texts) and it’s all gone. (Now that I think about it, I have an iPhone X, but that wasn’t mentioned by anyone in the dream so whatevs I guess. Dumb dream world)

Despite all of that, I guess the calendar in my phone was still on February, 2019, so that was a tiny bit of proof apparently. My sister believed me, and she felt so bad when I told her how amazing my life in the future is. She wanted to help, but I didn’t know how to get back. So I went to my current boyfriend’s house to talk to his mom. My bf and I didn’t start dating until late 2017, but we’ve been friends for a couple years before that, so. His mom is kind of like my best friend nowadays.

I didn’t even knock, just opened the door and walked in the house. I find bf’s mom and start telling her ‘my story is crazy but I swear it’s true, please trust me..’ and I woke up sometime around then while I was talking to her.

I don’t need anyone to find some deep meaning in this, but I wanted to share because it was pretty mind-fucky to go through. I love my life and am grateful for the people in it and the things that I have, so I don’t think it was trying to teach me some lesson in being grateful. Idk. Weird stuff, guys.