What are other verb dreams about?

So some people are going to read this and think I’m crazy, it’s fine though because I’m not sure if I am at this point. I was only asleep for a few hours but my dream lasted for years. I had a life and I fell in love. I’m trying to find him if he’s even real. Unfortunately the dream world was a bit different to this world and was dangerous and he died in it. He wasn’t just my sole mate he was my best friend and we fought together, taking on every challenge that the world threw at us. There was a group of us surviving, a few people I work with were there as well as some people I didn’t know prior to the dream, him and his brother. By the end of the dream I’d lost and mourned him, there were only a few of us left including his brother.

It wasn’t a nightmare, it was the best years of my life somehow and they never even happened. I remember them as memories rather than a dream, it feels like they really happened. I’m just hoping that maybe this is a second chance to find him and maybe I can save him this time. If he’s even real. I mourned his death once, if there’s any chance I can find him in this world I’ll take it. No matter how low the odds because that’s what you do when you’re in love and he’s my love.

it was like the trueman show where everyone I ran into had ulterior motives and they were all following me. Then carlos mencia came out of nowhere lol and told me what was really happening...he basically told me that all the people i knew were not actually human but reptilians trying to get me alone so they can kill me...shit made me paranoid as hell. I couldn't trust anyone but in a way it made me stronger/sharper/quick witted because I knew to stay on my toes

I hear a lot that you can’t die in a dream without waking up but for me that’s simply not true. It happened multiple times that I died and continued dreaming. For example once I died and cam back as a ghost and tried to warn my friends about a threat but they couldn’t see or hear me. I had a dream where I was sick and was tried to die on a hospital bed and I was between living and could see the afterlife. Or what happens most of the time, I’m able to “respawn” like in a video game and just reappear elsewhere in the dream or do a part over. Does anyone else experience this?

Hey guys, this is my first time posting on Reddit.

So as the title suggests, when I was a 10-year-old girl I had a dream of being someone. It started from when they were born to their death, during the dream I never thought it was a dream it just felt like he was me. The dream continued to show this guy's life story, I could see everything from his eyes and feel what he felt, everything except for pain.

He got married, to a girl named Sherry or Mary (I can't fully recall the name) when he was about 20-25 yrs old, later he had a son (Mark) after a few years. But what really disturbs me to this day was this man's death, he got into a car accident and he died slowly getting crushed. Although I couldn't feel the pain, I did feel the pressure slowly crushing my chest as I struggled to breathe, my mind filled with thoughts about his family.

Once he closed his eyes, I woke up and at that moment I forgot who I was, I also was crying, I began to check my chest upon not noticing any injuries I ran to the home phone in my house and dialed his wife's phone only to get no answer. I snapped out of it when I caught my reflection on the shiny toaster that was in the kitchen and suddenly I remembered who I was.

To this day I struggle with romantic relationships (As I feel like I am cheating, idk why it's weird) and driving gives me major anxiety when I am behind the wheel. This dream happened over the course of 10 hours.

Also if you are curious about what they look like I will provide descriptions.
**Sherry/Mary-** Brown eyes, wavy long hair, and fair pale skin
**Mark-** Black short spikey hair, brown eyes, and fair pale skin
**Man (I was in the dream)-** Black short spikey hair, dark eyes, facial hair (Wiskers), and fair pale skin

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.