What are lodging dreams about?

I went through such a long period in a dream it was so hard. In the dream I was a stay at home dad and my wife was a journalist. She had been investigating gangs in a prison. At one point point a riot had broken out and the leader of a gang was willing to do an interview during a transport. During this one of the gangs had a prison break plan, and my wife was in the middle, during which she was shot in the stomach. My consciousness was teleported there while gun fire rained down around us. She died in my arms. The following weeks after the funeral her parents wanted custody of our daughter because I refused that it was real. I would say things like “ill wake up soon” and “you cant take my anchor to this world” when it was all said and done I lost. So I hung myself from the balcony of the stairwell. As soon as I began to slip in and out of death I saw myself sleeping in a bed and I screamed “WAKE UP, PLEASE WAKE UP. THIS ISN’T REAL” when I woke up I scrambled into my kids room to make sure she was there. I called my wife to ask if she was ok and begged her to come home. To this day that still haunts me and causes me to not want to sleep.

I'm 24 years old. When i was a young girl, my dad used to sexually abuse me and my sister. It was happening in the whole family, my uncles sexually abused their daughters and us, and my father did the same with other girls in the family. It was disgusting, really.
I used to have fights with my dad about that, I stood to him and confronted him a lot and he used to hit me for it until that ended when I was like 15 years old. He also used to physically abuse us and my mother all the time. Our lives when he was around were a fucking nightmare.
I had a little sister, we tried to protect her from all of that for a long time, I'm not sure we did though. When she was 16, she killed herself. She threw herself from the roof and died instantly. I know that my father was the one who caused that.
I'm telling all of that to say that I really hate him for a lot of reasons, not the ones that I can let go. We live without him now and whenever he comes, I don't talk with him and I try to not even see him. I go out, pretend that i'm sleeping or just ignore him. He tries to talk to us but we don't want anything to do with him. My sister and I are trying to fix what he did to us without any professional help because roof there isn't that much of good therapists and we can't afford the good ones since we don't have jobs, so..
Today I had a dream that I was having consensual sex with him. I wanted it to happen and I felt good. I don't know what does that mean. When I'm awake, all I think of him is that he is a pathetic, worthless old piece of shit, and If you saw him or dealt with him you would agree. So I'm so confused about that dream.
Normally when I have a weird dream, I talk with my boyfriend about it and he tries to help me figure it out. By the way, my boyfriend and I don't have sex because I'm having troubles with my sexual life, and that's very okay by him because he's giving me the time I need before trying to have sex. So now I can't even talk to him about that fucked up shit to help me. Does anybody have any explanation for this or any Idea what is that all about?
Sorry for talking too much but I was trying to give you an idea about the whole situation.

Sorry for the confusing title but I just woke up and felt like I needed to post this somewhere to see if anyone has ever had a similar experience to this.

Okay, so my dream started out with me meeting a girl. She was amazing, and we had an instant connection. we started dating and went through the normal highs and lows of a relationship, as all couples do. Overall, our relationship was amazing so when we found out she was pregnant, even though we were young we were both so excited to be parents. Her parents lived nearby and offered to let us move in so they could help with the pregnancy and we could both stay in college. The next nine months seemed to fly by, and the pregnancy seemed easier than it should have been. I chalked it up to the fact that my girlfriend was an amazing strong woman and that her parents were there to help us out.

Now this is when things begin to get weird. I don't know why, but i was not with my girlfriend when she was at the hospital giving birth. I had something else to do even though being with her should have been my first priority. After she returned home she called me to let me know we had a son and to come over immediately. It was odd that I wasn't there in the first place, and even odder that even in the dream, I couldn't remember what I had just been doing. It was almost as if I blacked out, and when I came to, I was in the car driving home to see my new son. I shook it off and told myself I was just nervous to be a dad. As I was driving, I suddenly didn't know where I was. I had lived here for 9 months, but for the life of me I couldn't remember how to get home. It felt like I was driving around lost for hours and then, as if I blacked out again, I was outside home being greeted by my girlfriends' parents as I walked up to the houshomee strange thing was that the househome't seem familiar, and neither did my girlfriend's parents.

Throughout all of this, I never questioned it and kept telling myself that I was just nervous and I was freaking myself out. Maybe I just needed to sit down for a minute and breath. I never even made it to the house,homest sat down on the steps leading up to the door and tried to calm myself down. I pulled out my phone and had a text message from an unknown number. I assumed it was a text from someone congratulating me and my girlfriend, but when I opened it, it was just an image of three 20 something year old boys who I had never seen. I was confused, but something about the picture seemed oddly familiar, so I just sat there and stared at it. As I sat on the porch staring at the photo the world went silent. I never heard a baby crying and never once did anyone try to retrieve me from outside to bring me in. It was almost as if everything in the world disappeared besides me and that photo.

I must have spent days staring at that picture, and finally I decided to text the number back and ask who they were and why they sent me that photo. I wrote out the text and hit send and suddenly the picture went blurry. I looked around and nothing in the world seemed real anymore. Nothing seemed familiar. I felt like I was in a place I had never seen before. I looked back down at my phone and the blurriness of the photo began to clear up and I was left looking at a photo of me, my real-life brother, and my real-life best friend, standing in my real-life backyard. I stopped for a second, coming to the realization that everything was over. I immediately tried to run into the house thome my son but the second I opened the door to the house, Ihome up.

My first instinct when I woke up was the check my phone for the photo but of course it wasn't there. The only thing on my phone was a text from my real girlfriend. he weird thing is, I can no longer picture my dream girlfriend's face, so for all I know, it could have been my real girlfriend. As I finish writing this, the dream is beginning to fade, and I can realize all the things that didn't make sense, but while I was in it, I would have bet anything it was real. I feel as if I just got a few years of my life back, as I woke up the same 22-year-old who went to bed the night bore.

My only regret? I never got to see my son.

Last night I had a dream that has left me confused, grieving and distant from real life.
Has anyone ever had a dream that’s lasted weeks, months or even a lifetime?
My dream started with some kind of apocalypse happening, I watched the world get turned upside down. A lot of people survived but the dynamics of any kind of social system had fallen.
I lived life travelling with a group of people, trying to find food water and essentials. We tried to settle down and make home at some random empty home but each time something ended up making us move.
In this dream I made friends, faced challenges with them, saw them die, I ran for my own life but in the end lost mine too.
It felt like I lived this life for months if not years. Too many details to explain on here but I can add if anyone’s interested. But in the end my dream ended with civilisation slowly getting back to a structured system. We went on a plane that we had found however once it was up in the air not long after some kind off technical issue made the plane start to fall. It went quickly I could only see from my perspective flashing in and out of consciousness until I suddenly saw the plane go down from A Birdseye view. And then I was taken to A place that was nowhere.. nothing existed except a voice talking to me.
I then saw little clips of my friends I made in this life, From years after the plane crash when civilisation was coming together. I saw a clip of my friend walking into a room in a hohomemiling. I saw a little girl pick up ring that had fallen from the plane crash. I saw other friends living their life years later finally at peace. I remember I was crying and I was happy for them that they were okay and things had gotten better for them.

Then I woke up, I felt so confuse it had felt like I just lived a whole life in one night of sleeping. the real world doesn’t feel real anymore. I feel disorientated and not sure what this means.
I hope this goes away I feel completely disconnected to real life.

Today was the second time i kind of fell in love in a dream. The dream lasted a ton of days and basically it was my (almost) ordinary life, but i became friends with a guy and spent most of my free time hanging out with him. The dream ended after we spent all night talking at his house and suddenly it was 8 am and i was incredibly late to class. It was incredibly depressing to wake up and have to accept that he never existed.