I still remember one of my earliest nightmares. It was around the time of the original Dr Who and the Daleks, maybe mid sixties? We used to watch Dr Who at our Nanna's house on a Saturday when we visited.
In the dream, my Nanna had sent my younger brother and me a message (errand) to the local shop which was across a road. We would be about 8 and 9 ? We saw the Daleks coming down this road, screaming ' Exterminate! Exterminate!' and we were terrified. I told my brother we had to lie down and pretend that we were already dead...that's when I woke up. I've never forgotten that fear.
Like Grandmabatty, I also have anxiety dreams about teaching situations. I retired in 2012 although I did supply teaching on request until Covid. Still get the occasional one!
I had a nice dream about DH last week. (He died in March). He was standing in front of me, wearing a new jacket. I was telling him that he looked good in it, just touching his shoulders and adjusting it slightly. He gave me a wee kiss and a cuddle and was gone...it was almost like a wee visit, I felt comforted because I'm finding this Christmas hard without him.
I hope things settle down for you, FGT, andyouget some restful sleep. Thinking of you and Himself. 💕🙏