What are insect dreams about?

So I run into Joey Votto (random, I know) and he is giving himself a tattoo and he tells me a story. He says, "I'm giving myself a new tattoo today" and he draws this super vivid beetle on his forearm. He says, " do you know why?" I say, "no". He says, "beetle are the most confident creatures in the world, only 10 percent of them make it to (some destination) but it never deters their confidence. This is a representation of me and my life." As he was telling the story, the scene went from him drawing the bbeetleon his arm, to that Beetle coming alive and several others (hundreds) coming at me. But it was just super weird how there was such a strong focus on the bbeetleand how vivid it felt! Thank you!

In my dream I walked into my bathroom and saw a bug flying and it was carrying a bug. When I walked in the big vanished into thin Air dropping the spiderbugs back. The tarantulabug a deep brown color of that make any difference

Some stuff may be a little disturbing to some people. So basically I had this dream that my church went on some field trip and I was just walking around in this water park. And I kept feeling this buzzing on the back of my neck. I went to go talk to this group of people and when I did one of them said oh hey you hit something on your neck and he pulled out a knife and cut open my neck and a little nest of wasps flew out of my neck. Then I woke up

I had a terrible dream just now and i’m not sure what it means.
I fell asleep and i entered my dream. It started with my boyfriend and i together, in a walmart shopping for groceries for my grandfather. He was pushing me in the cart and i was telling him what he needed to get for the trip. I saw our mutual friend and invited him to join. We finish up our trip and go outside in the walmart parking lot. There’s now a huge group of us, and someone else is pushing me in the cart, i’m not sure who though. He pushes me into this big net, (the size of a circus tent), with the whole thing filled with bugs. i hate bugs. When i come
out i can’t find my boyfriend, so i have his friend take me home. When i get home i’m upset (naturally) so i go to take a nap. Here’s where it gets confusing. When i laid down, i tried to open my eyes, but i couldn’t. I could still move my body though. In the dream, i was laying down in the next spot i fell asleep in real life. So i couldn’t open my eyes, but i could move. This is already scary enough. So i try crawling down to the floor so i could go to the bathroom, and i make it there. I open my eyes a little bit and see that the bathroom is red, but that’s all i can see. I then go back to my room, in the same spot, and lay back down again. However, i didn’t make this decision willingly. It’s like something else lead me there, and forced me to lay back down. At this point it was hard to move, and all i could see was the ceiling above me. Then there was a repeating loop of me trying to get up and open my eyes, but i couldn’t. i kept trying to throw my head up, or jerk my arms or anything, but i still couldn’t do anything. When i woke up in real life, my neck hurt, i think i was jerking it in my sleep as well. This whole thing is very scary to me and i’m not sure what it means. All i know is that i was stuck in that spot, couldn’t move, see or talk. Towards the end of my dream i told myself to wake up, and i did. Can anybody please help my figure out what this means 🥺

I arose from bed, feeling this heated tingling in my chest (like when you’re flustered or extremely frustrated.) It felt like there were thousands of fire ants in me. I walked into the bathroom and almost instinctively, I reached into my torso and opened the cavity; swinging my rib cage open.
I saw my insides were rotten and stale.
My heart was calcified, and it jittered and flinched like a wounded animal
My lungs, I mistook for blackened kidneys at first. They dangled and limply swung from the brachia.
My ribs were twisted and curled and marred like a bird’s cage. They looked like they were about to turn to dust.
I could feel a great resistance in my breath and my blood poured like tar.
I examined my face.
My teeth: rotten.
My eyes: dull.
I drooled in attempt to comprehend what I saw.
All that was beautiful and brilliant about me had become encrusted with rust.
I looked like I was without even a glimmer.

I woke up in my bed. But I didn’t move for a long time. I just laid there thinking nothing.
I reached for my Juul.
I threw it to the other side of the room as hard as I could.
I never want to feel that way again.

I was so relieved to know that I still had time. But I also realized that the way I feel today might be the best I will ever feel in my life.

Today I will buy some running shoes.
This week I will finish that app I was working on last month.
For the rest of my life I will remember what I saw and how I felt.
For the first time in a long time I feel like there’s hope.