An old story on Reddit, could have come from other sources, about the guy who had a whole life, career, wife, kids, and one night at a party or something he noticed a light was flickering wrong. Looked closer at it to figure it out, woke up.
I don’t believe I ever posted my story but as someone with a similar experience it absolutely crazy what dreams can do to you.
In my case I mwt a highschool sweetheart we traveled the world only to come back to where we met when we were young. My realization of it being fake was that it was a fall day in my dream. I couldn’t hear leaves rustling even though they were there. I woke up not long after that.
The girl in question was someone I never even went to school with. Redhead with freckles and was oddly somewhat taller than me. When it was over there was just this sense of longing.
For me, there are two types of terrible dreams:
a) The first is the obvious, nightmares where terrible things happen and I wake up literally sweating, heart racing, etc
b) The other is where there’s a happiness that is near-absolute, usually involving somebody who loves and accepts me completely. Those dreams are generally pretty simple, but waking up is like stepping out from a warm house into a cold night, and wishing I could go back only to find the door shut behind me.
It’s fine. I’ll see them in another life, when we’re both cats…
You ever wonder if that other person was real too and they had the same dream somewhere else in the world?
Used to then found them. Real version is more complex but definitely real and good. Worth sticking around for.
I think it’s a good idea, trying to find them. Just be aware that pursuing the new dream often entails giving up many that came before, then growing from scratch many new parts of your self, which is often difficult and painful.