Last night i remembered a dream for the first time in months. In the dream I was in a beautiful place with a very beautiful women. she was crying so I took her hand and looked into her eyes and i told her everything would be ok. We held each other for a moment and when our eyes met again she slipped away, at this point i woke up and cried, I felt emotionally crushed and lost. I cried for hours before my friend found me, she held me and told me everything would be alright but it wasn’t the same, I was too ashamed to look into her eyes I was a fucking mess. when i finished crying we talked for a bit and then she left. I hate myself, I don’t ever remember my dreams and when i do they hurt a lot more than they’re worth, anxiety and depression suck the fun out of waking life, why couldn’t i have just faded away like the girl in the dream
Don’t take your dreams so seriously, though it may have been emotional, it isn’t real, and it won’t change life for you. Don’t hate yourself, considering everything, your probably under a lot of stress. If you know what it is, try and get some help getting over it. Dreams are supposed to help deal with stress, not elevate it.