What are needing help dreams about?

IT'S GONNA BE LONG BUT PLEASE JUST READ, I NEED HELP DESPERATELY

Backstory : I'm a 18 F, I've been what you'd call a psychic since a child, I dream of things and they happen the next day clearly, I predicted Corona on December 2019 without knowing anything about it. I also have crazy synchronicities that If I wasn't experiencing myself I'd think it's bs. Before someone dies I dream of it, I can easily connect with the dead, and this might sound crazy but bare with me please, I always felt a connection to the stars and other planets and can easily astral project to certain stars (That's where I feel home is)

Since I was a child I had a celebrity "crush" let's call him X and over the years it's like it turned to love, but it was too heavy on me and too passionate, so I started distracting myself from it. But I always used to tell myself "looking at him feels like looking into a mirror". I haven't thought of him in almost couple of years cause I was dating someone, but in one dream, X showed up, and we were at a beach kissing, then we were put in a coffee shop and I told him "so u aren't gay??" (because I genuinely thought he was gay) and he was laughing so beautifully and told me noo I can like women too and I remember telling him "I'm gonna go thank God and Jesus for this". But the last thing I saw in that dream was the green in his eyes, it was too vibrant to be just a dream, It looked soooo much more intense than irl. I thought nothing of it, and still didn't want to think of him, à month after that he showed up again, i dreamt he was showing me the night sky and pointing to a star, then he wrapped his arms around me and I felt like I was in a universe made of love. in the dream I remember seeing 6 pairs of the number "11"!! And I woke up so weirded out, could X really be my soulmate? So. when I woke up I checked IG and first post said clearly "HE IS YOUR SOULMATE" by then. I was like ok something is definitely going on, two days after that, I dreamt I was setting him up on dates with other ppl and felt so sad to do it, but then he came up to me, and wrapped his arms around me again and told me only wanted me and not them. I woke up and checked my clock, it was 11:11am

I keep getting signs every where that X is my soulmate but it's like I can't Beleive it cause he's a celebrity. I also asked my spirit if he's my soulmate or X is just an embodiment for my actual soulmate, but I feel in my heart that X is, not someone else. But what if I'm being delusional?

My best friend committed suicide, I haven’t been mentally stable since. I haven’t gon crazy but somethings changed in me ever since i heard that news.

The other night I dreamt of him, he was asking me for help. He’s was asking to get him out of a place, he looked so worried, he was holding me and begging me for help. Some some reason I couldn’t do anything in my dream, all I literally did was stand there and look at him.

Maybe that portrayed that I couldn’t help him when he needed help but I didn’t know he was in pain.

Heya, this is a dream from almost 10 years ago but I'll never forget it. I wonder if I should've gone to Mongolia and tried to find some answers?

In the dream I was a small boy on a farm in the afternoon, there was a pheasant that I was playing with. I was sort of chasing it but in a child-like, playful way. I was trying to catch it's pretty tail feathers. The pheasant flew up into a large, old empty barn. I went to follow it in. The barn was dark and the air smelled cool and musty. At the entrance stood a big, grey kangaroo 'spirit'. He stopped, looked at me and then moved out of the way. His large tail sliding across the floor made an echoing sound. I went in and at the back of the barn saw a shaft of sunlight, which I went over to. The pheasant was there but was up on a platform that I couldn't fully reach. It continued to 'play around' as it dangled it's tail feathers just out of my reach. Out of nowhere there was a step I could climb up onto, to get to the pheasant. I got up, and there was a young man sitting with hos legs crossed, tying his long black hair into a bun with the pheasant tail feathers. He was dressed in old clothes like a worn black leather jacket and pants. Somehow I knew he was a mongolian shaman. And it went without question that he'd been travelong as the pheasant. I'd never had any knowledge or interest really in shamanism prior to this. So I don't know why I knew that.

He said he needed to show me something and that he might need help from me.

We sort of 'flew' to a nearby forest. In the forest it was late autumn and most of the leaves had fallen from the trees. Deep in this forest sat an old wooden house, almost falling apart. This house wasn't his house, but his teachers house. The man was a 'trainee shaman'. I went inside and the same man was there in a bath, fully clothed. He was drowning. It was very visceral. Like I was almost in the bath. I could feel him drowning and I could feel the water. For some reason the water was orange.

I looked around and found a cabinet with bottles of orange liquid. Somehow I determined that his teacher was actually the one trying to poison him with this stuff. The teacher was jealous of his student.

I didn't get a chance to tell him about the orange liquid, because I had to go. I don't know why but I felt like I was in a rush. Before I left, I said 'wait! What's your name? So I can help!' And I wrote it down on a piece of paper.

When I woke up, I thought it was such a crazy awesome dream. I could actually remember the name, and copied it down. But now I've lost the paper :(. This was years ago at my mums house in a different part of the country.

Also, on the same day, I walked outside and in the tree out the front there was a pheasant coucal in the tree. I know they're native to the area, but I'd never really seen one before or since then. So that also added to the strangeness of it all.

During this dream it was jumping around alot and it was about me being blind but i could see but i thought i was blind cause everyone else told me i was and for some reason i started to believe it, but i could actually see so one night im in my basement and i realize i can see and the random person i dont remeber and i saw a bottle of apple juice i explained to this person that i could see and he just walked away and said something i dont remember and then i was in my yard in the daytime and crying cause i was blind and searching online if blind was reverseable(yea i know weird) and then i woke up

and i cannot find anything online about a dream of being brainwashed so much that you think your blind even when you can see so what does this mean?

I dream pretty often but i usually don't remember them. This one happened last night and i remember it vividly. Upon going to sleep i was trying to have an astral experience (i've been playing with that idea for a while) but was unsuccessful. I did however have a very vivid violent dream.

In this dream, I was at home with my family. Not really abnormal since that's where I live. But my Dad said something that upset me greatly. I don't even remember what he said. (now we don't have a great relationship irl but it's not a terrible one either. just very distant) and what happened after is the concerning part. I proceeded to fight him. It moved into the back yard, and i was chasing him down as he was running from me, landing blow after blow. I could very clearly see huge black bruises and some blood dripping from the side of his head. Once the fight ended we were in the front yard, he called the police and our neighbors across the street (who were different people from our actual neighbors. these people were younger, maybe 20 some odd year old black women. i think i work with one of them. our real neighbors are a 70 year old white woman and her 50 year old son.) the ladies came over and checked on me to make sure i was okay. then it gets a little weird. the officer that showed up was one that i have spoken to before about some issues i've been having. (the short version is i talked to him about my anxiety and suicidal thoughts; don't worry about that i'm taking care of it) he arrived and talked to me for a bit, writing down my side in his notebook like he was taking my statement then left. An older officer who i didn't recognize and who i think was a sheriff arrived next and took both my dad and myself off to jail.

i've never had a dream like this before. I don't know what to make of it. My dad and i haven't had any kind of arguments or anything lately, he's never been abusive, i can name a handful of times that i felt like i wanted to smack the shit out of him but those are entirely a decade or so old and happened when i was just being a rebellious jackass teenager, and nothing ever actually happened. This is a very disturbing dream to me.