What are fiance dreams about?

Hi had a dream last nifht where i cheated on my fiance.

My current situation irl is im about to be separated from her for about 9 months due to a job. She will be joining me later. We both just cant pack up and leave because of finances and cant afford to be locked down with rent. I will be staying with a friend who lives in that area. Its my fiance's best friend, her husband and her sister.

My background is asian and my fiance is african american. Friend and her family is asian.

I previously enlisted in the Marine Corps.

Here is the dream.

For some reason i was back in the military. I was separated from my fiance due to this. I didnt know anyone and none of my buddies from when i served was around.

I was assigned to a house to sleep. There was a living room with a bed with a couple other rooms with beds as well. One of the rooms was mine.

I met three ladies. They were not military and they were all beautiful. A blonde, redhead, and a burnette. I was attracted to the redhead but that was it. Now i love my fiance and wouldnt do anything to hurt her. The ladies were just around for some reason. I did not know why they were there but they were slightly flirty with me and nobody from the military were talking to them.

I had to go to medical (military base clinic) because my muscles were hurting. My calves and hamstrings to be specific. I had to get some deep tissue therapy. It was end of work hours when i was checking out of medical. I was for some reason eating what i thought to be lunch and so was everyone else. Everykne took off their mask (covid existed in the dream lol) and was eating. All of a sudden there was an emergency lockdown due to someone throwing away their mask in a food container. A high ranking person had the said food container in their hand and was giving us a lecture about procedues and etcetc. He looked at me and couldnt believe the fact that i had my mask in my food container (finished food) and started to use my as an example as well.

After that was over i got back to my house. A guy was watching tv from the bed that was in the living room. I stripped down to my underwear and started to watch the tv under my blanket. Two of the three girls i mentioned earlier joined in on the bed between me and the other guy. I couldnt see their faces because i was more relaxing under the covers with my face covered and eyes closed. The girl next to me stuck her hand under the blanket and touched my thigh. A bit after i held her hand. I remember her hand being soft and gentle. I uncovered my head and looked her the girl. It was the burnette she was naked. The guy and the other girl was gone. I said to her "sorry i have a fiance. This is wrong". She replied "i wont tell if you dont" then suddenly an overwhelming semse of sexual desire came over me and we started to have sex. We eventually moved to my room. Right before i finished i stopped myself and got off the bed and was feeling really guilty. Then i woke up.

Wtf does thus mean...?

Dream of Yesterday

I'm laying down on the front lawn of my aunt's house. It is evening. I hear cars arrive and park next to me, on the neighbor's driveway. It then dawns on me that C's family is throwing a party to celebrate our upcoming wedding. I quickly stand up and walk towards the neighbor's house. The house, however, doesn't belong to the neighbor, but to C's family. There are tables set up throughout the small yard and people greeting each other for the first time. I'm approach by C’s brother who makes it clear that I'm not welcomed to the family. I hesitate to speak. I just follow him inside where I know C is. The house itself is spacious, despite each room being filled. I meet with my soon mother in law and get the feeling she, too, doesn't like me. I wonder why, but the contemplation is brushed aside when C comes and hugs me. I don't remember our conversation.

Some time passes. I'm now on an unusual vehicle with E and her friends. The vehicle moves slowly inside an obscure hallway or tunnel. Despite the poor lighting, I can still see C standing nearby. She overhears my conversation with E about love, guilt, and rekindling our relationship.

I now find myself in bed with C. We are cuddling before the big announcement of our marriage. Not once does she share concern over my repressed feelings for E. I then hear her mother's steps getting closer to the bedroom. She reminds C that the announcement is coming up, so to finish up whatever it is we are doing. She also reminds her of their plan; C steps out first to greet the guests and I follow her up a few minutes afterwards. C listens and leaves the room. I remain idle and resume my mediation of why her family doesn't like me. I never come to a conclusion and decide to rest my eyes. I then hear the voice of an old friend who was more of a nuisance to my life than a companion. It sounds like it is coming from the living room. I go ahead and walk towards him. Our greeting isn't genuine and I can sense a fight brewing up. Indeed, after a few minutes, we start calling each other names, even threatening to hurt one another. He is a half of foot taller than me, so I should be afraid to talk back, but I'm not. I actually show courage and call his bluff. The entire time, though, I'm thinking about C and her family. I eventually get the call to step outside and introduce myself as C's fiance. My anxiety overwhelms me, enough that I hesitate to go outside. When I do step outside, I'm met with resistance.

I wake up.

To add a bit of context, I had to use different name for the people I mentioned. I have been single for two years and my last relationship was inconsistent to say the least. Despite how troubling it was, I still had feelings for the girl, E. We had two or three breakups, but always came back to each other after a few months. I met C, one of my many neighbors, during this off time. When me and E got back together, I continued to talk to C because I was afraid to commit to the relationship I had with E. When we took another break, I started taking C more seriously and ended up having a relationship with her. Our relationship was more intimate, as I felt I could trust her and be more open. I felt the expectations I thought E had of me lifted when I was with C. C was the first and only person I had sex with, was my first kiss, and was the first real relationship I had, despite me breaking up with her after I suffered from a mental breakdown and ran away from home. At the same time, I still wished things could of been different with E. I still carry the same feelings I did then for E, only now it has consumed me to the point of not being able to be with another woman.

Hey guys I'm new here. The rules seem simple enough :)

I just had to share this somewhere.

So last night I had a dream I was driving my car with my fiance and daughter in the back. The road ahead looked black almost like an endless void but everything felt normal and real. The car started driving funny as if I pushed it into a different gear by accident, and my fiance told me to push it back in drive. I went to push it back and it wa as like stuck so I pushed even harder and the shifter ripped out.. as it ripped out it like melted and the end of it looked like something from a Salvador Dalí painting.

In that same instant as if someone hit slowmo on a video my hair went up in the air and I felt impact and I disnt visually see the car flipping or getting in an accident but I knew subconsciously that's what was happening. And that same voice subconsciously said oh my God we're all about to die. And then said "I'm dead."I didnt feel the impact or any pain bc it was instant. Then almost as if this happened in the same seconds simultaneously, I was in a black void.

I couldnt hear, see or smell anything. I started screaming "babe" as loud as i could and i felt overwhelmingly stuck in one spot... i tried again screaming babe, and bam i woke up.

It felt so real. The sadness of us all dying.. the sadness of not appreciating life enough while I had the chance... the sadness of not knowing in my next life if Olivia will be my daughter or Dave will be my lover. It felt so real. And that void was so empty yet felt filled with life..as if there were other souls there but I couldnt see them.

I had this crazy thought that maybe when we dream we DO go to different dimensions or maybe a parallel universe..and in that other place I really died, but in limbo the souls that watch over me decided it wasnt time to leave this plane so I came back..but with a little more appreciation for being alive. Crazy idk.. had to share.

What are your thoughts?

Anyone else experience anything like this before with death in a dream?

I dreamt I was being chased by the grim reaper but he was not holding his sythe but something smaller. I was doing a great a job at keeping away from him until he came from behind and I felt a sharp prick on my bottom. Things go black and I wake up in the dream in the hospital where my folks and doctors tell me I was In a coma for three weeks and when I tried getting up to walk my legs felt like jelly and I had my fiance help me walk to the toilet as I wanted to pee and then I woke up before I could pee...

I could just be freaking out for no reason but I'm terrified. I've only had this dream twice in the past year. I wake up to a black figure next to my bed looking at me. Both times he seemed to be wearing a cape. The first time I saw him, I tried to kick him in my sleep! My fiance woke up because I was screaming. Doesn't sound so horrible, right? Except a week later my dad died of cancer. Now I saw him again last night, and this time he tried to grab me. I jumped over and grabbed my fiance out of fear. I'm terrified this means someone else is going to die. Maybe its nothing. What do you think?