What are regret dreams about?

I was in this battle arena map and there was a bunch of military guys running around climbing up on these cliffs and jumping off of them. Then in the dream a guy appeared in my vision and said "sorry! I gave you the wrong dream! Won't happen again!" He then disappeared and map appeared in my vision that was a schematic plan of the dream. The dream soon ended after.

I almost want to say this is close to lucid dreaming? I've been trying for a while now and I've been getting these really weird ones.

So it all started off when I was sitting on a train with my mom, travelling through some beautiful landscapes. We were in Poland but I can't really remember seeing something similar in this country (I'm Polish). As we arrived at our destination it was night all if the sudden and we headed straight to a seemingly abandoned building for spending the night in. The room we were in, as well as the building, weren't destroyed or vandalized at all, both seemed like a typical hotel but without electricity. Anyway at some point in that "hotel" I fell asleep, dreaming about me robbing a store over ans over again (I guess it was even a Louis Vuitton store, i know it's not funny but i dreamed it, I'm sorry;() with the guy who sings this Superidol song (yeah he sang it in my dream) and somehow i was back then while I was robbing the store stuck in a time loop so i did the same thing over and over. At some point i woke up in my dream, managed to look outside and see a woman jump from a higher place just like in an action movie.

Anyway that was it, hope it isn't too weird and incomprehensive, i just woke up and i don't want to forget anything:( so I'm sorry if I made any mistakes in it

This was a lucid dream from 2 years ago when I came VERY close to suicide. I’m archiving it here for memories sake. TL/DR at the bottom.

I was having a typical non-lucid dream, and out of nowhere my vision went completely white. A few seconds later I was (now in a lucid dream state) standing in a street in front of a grey brick building. There was a group of people walking in the door, so I followed them in. Inside was a classroom like environment with a large blank screen at the front of the room. It wasn’t spoken, but I just knew these were all people who had taken their own lives.

Everyone sat down at the individual desks filling the room. Everyone looked very sad, most looking down at their feet. Some talked quietly to each other, but I couldn’t understand them. I sat down next to a 20-something girl and looked around the room. After a moment she asked me “So why did you do it?” I responded with “Oh I’m still alive, I’m just able to come here”.

Every person in the room went silent and looked at me with shocked expressions. After getting stared at for a few seconds, I was instantly teleported outside of room and back out into the street where I arrived. This time a giant 7ft tall bald guy was standing in front of the door. He refused to let me back inside, but let everyone else in who approached him.

About this time, a guy walked by me in the street and I asked him “What is this place?” He said something along the lines of “It’s where they (suicides) come to see where their life went wrong, and how their life played out if they stayed”. We chatted for a bit, don’t remember what about. Eventually I asked him why it mattered how we die because eventually we’ll all die anyway. Why does it matter if someone takes their own life?

The man took me back to the open classroom door where I had previously been, and we looked in from the outside. Inside, a young man (20’s) was standing at the front of the room. The screen at the front of the room was showing images of the young guy as a middle aged man. I remember on the screen there were images of him playing with a little girl (presumably his would-have-been daughter), him hugging an older couple (presumably his parents), him smiling and laughing with friends around a table. All the other people in the room sat and watched the screen play in silence. The atmosphere was unbearably depressing.

Eventually me and the guy from the street stepped back and he said something about “So many experiences and lessons wasted because of a temporary problem in one’s life.” He then looked me at me and said something along the lines of “This is where you’re headed. We all have to face our own set of challenges at some point. If not now, then later. Get as much as you can out of your time and avoid the regret.” And with that, I woke up with a different perspective.

TL/DR - Walked into a classroom full of people who had killed themselves, and was kicked out when they found out I was still alive. Talked to a guy in the street about how we all die anyway so what’s it matter. Saw a recent suicide watching a tv screen of his life playing out if he hadn’t killed himself. Was told we all have to go through hardships, it’s part of our growth, and suicide only leads to deep regret.

So a week ago my aunt passed away after fighting two months in a coma, cause my pneumonia. I can’t say I’m sad and I haven’t mourned her passing like most people. I am a spiritual person, so I believe she’s gone home, back into the totality of the universe, where we all come from. More than anything I’m just grateful I had the privilege to get to know here and love her, especially because she took care of me all the time I went to visit.

I wasn’t able to attend her burial ceremony, since I don’t live in the same country as her. But I’ve definitely been thinking of her the past days and all the great memories we made over the years.

Two nights ago, in a dream, I appeared at her house. I am aware she passed away so I go look for my uncle (her husband). I find him inside his room and I give him a strong hug and I tell him, “I’m so sorry for what happened, I love so much uncle.”

Then I walk outside the house onto the patio. My phone began to ring, and I pick up. On the other end somebody asks me about a friend like, “What did Mike say?” At that point I’m confused, and I as I tried to talk I say, “hello, anybody there?” No response, only noise so I hang up.

As I ended the call I see my aunt walking out from inside the house with a container filled with dishes or clothing. She walks pass me and says, “Hi son, I’ll be right there with you in a sec.” At that moment, I’m shocked, I look at my mom and ask, “does she know?” Referring if my aunt knows what happened to her and that she’ll depart this reality. My mom replies, “yes she does.”

Also I must mentioned that her body was beginning to turn like black matter. It looked like black roots had began covering her body from here feet, kinda like the roots of a tree. Only that the roots where coming from the ground.

A little while later I see my aunt in the kitchen, and my mom calls me in and tells me my aunt is ready to see me. At that point I’m a little scared and nervous. So I walk into the kitchen and I make I contact with my aunt. She looks at me and ask, “Son, do you love me.” I replied, “of course, I have always loved you and I will always love you. No matter what happens or where you go, I will forever love you.” And then I tell her, “don’t worry, now you have become pure love, the strongest energy there is in the universe.” I hug her and she starts crying. At this point my aunt has three eyes, the third eye in the middle of her forehead.

It was so intense, it felt so real. Shortly after I wake up, and my heart is racing.

I really don’t know what her having a third eye meant. But I feel like she did visit me on the dream state, the astral dimension. I strongly believe she came to say her last goodbyes.

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Not sure if anyone has such experiences before. I’d be interested to hear your take on this and what you think it meant.

Thanks for reading.

So, I have this thing, I don't know if it's a dream or if I am mentally ill, but I fall asleep and wake up in an alternate world, I have different friends, a different name, different age, live in the same state, but I feel like it's real just as if this is real, I don't know if both of just one is real when I talk to others about this they think I am crazy. Since I can't find anyone to relate to about it, or even look up a similar situation online, I thought I might talk about it here to see if anyone knows anything about this. Sorry for my poor writing. I just want to get this out here