Sleep/central apnea diet/medication/alcohol/lack-of-weed are the four horsemen to my nightmares. The damn persistent dreams where my legs take 1000% effort to just crawl. Usually I have to walk/lunge backwards just to get anywhere. Fuckin weird and constant.
That’s 100% your gateway to lucid dreaming though. If you can pick out one or two things that for whatever reason happen in most of your dreams, you just need to be able to remember them as they’re happening and you can take control. Of course, then you have to balance it with not realizing you’re asleep too hard, otherwise you wake up.
Observational bias : You remember only the bad ones, especially as they are the ones most likely to wake you, and thus cross the memory barrier to the conscious. You likely have good ones as well that you don’t remember.
If it really bothers you consider keeping a dream journal for a few months which should make you able to remember more, and more of your dreams. If it turns out you really have no good dreams, the next step is to learn lucid dreaming and fix that shit. If that’s too much work, you can try repeating “I will have good dreams” in your head as you go to sleep, you might be lucky.
I genuinely never remember dreams. Until one day recently I dreamed of dreaming of my work laptop getting stolen, then waking up (in the dream) and going to work while telling a friend about the internal dream.
same, even remembering a dream is a big moment for me, I have to tell people.
This. It makes my whole day.
I’ve read if we wake up knowing what we dreamt about we likely aren’t getting enough sleep. Since then I’ve worked hard in my sleep cycle and haven’t remembered more than a dream or two a year in more than a decade. That was my solution, maybe give it a go?
Embrace the nightmare. Learn to take joy in the thrill like a roller coaster. They’ll stop at some point when you no longer view them the same, saddly. I learned to like them as a teen and then i either just stopped having them, or stopped remembering them compared to me other dreams.
Yeah, I used to have dreams with zombies and stuff. They were some of my favourites as I’d end up killing zombies and other baddies in all sorts of gory ways. I’d wake up feeling like a hero.
Now all I get are work anxiety dreams where everything goes wrong.
Same problem. After having a nightmare I wake up with a headache from the stress/anxiety.
Best solution I came up with, try to force yourself to become lucid in every dream by realizing that shitty experiences aren’t real (anymore) so you must be dreaming. Once you know you’re dreaming, you can consciously decide to not care anymore. Laugh in the face of your monsters/adversary, and calm down.
Lucid dreaming doesn’t let my brain rest properly. Source, I did it every night for a year
That’s weird I never heard of anything like that. Perhaps you’re doing lucid dreaming wrong? Are you using methods that lets you slip into one, or do you naturally realize you’re dreaming amid a dream?
once i recognize i’m dreaming i’m pretty much in control of it.
Is it too warm in the bed? Sounds like lack of water. Try reducing the temperature or using thinner covers :)
Has anyone else had that dream where a friend is explaining some sort of obscure trumpet offshoot with a tremolo key and a ridiculously intricate tuning compensator valve, and then he’s holding one except it’s basically a very small trombone with a weird apparatus off to one side, and then he plays it and the overtones are so incredibly rich that a single note almost sounds like a chord?
No?
Just me?
Okay.
This is a common symptom of CPTSD, if that is relevant to your prior experiences
Oh fuck.
Family, lovely isn’t it.
I remember when I was younger, my life was more peaceful because I suppressed the memories of my brother’s abusive behaviors. But as we keep fighting more and more, those memories resurfaced. Also parents are yell at me all the time. Mom why? 😢 You were supposed to protect me… where was that protection when I needed you the most.
Omg I remember that day when I told my mom I wanna kms then she said she regretted giving birth to me.
Now she’s telling me she loves me and when I confront her about it she never meant the bad thing she said.
Bipolar much?
Or it’s filial piety bs. Fucking hell. Fucking confucious runing lives from the grave.
My dreams are weirdly problem solving. They give me insights on how to handle things.
It’s a way of organizing, learning and preparing you for the day ahead. It would be useful if it’s about life or death stuff. For me I stress too much about small stuff until that’s all I see, so sometimes we need to watch some gore and car crash videos to gain perspective.
I once saw a mushroom cloud outside my window, then I woke up…
Wtf am I supposed to do about a fucking nuke lmfao
There you go organizing, I’m proud of you.
Get under your desk with your hands on your head. Get inside a fridge from the 40’s or earlier. Do a journal entry. Make a pose that will leave future scientists confused as hell.
Lay down on top of some fish. That’ll be fun.
I mean, we got evacuated because of fire. It got pretty close to our house (the front line of a major fire was less than a half mile away) and our neighbors woke us up in the middle of the night to gtfo. Sky was orange all day, but it started at 2am instead of sunrise.
Every once in a while the sky outside the window in my dreams is orange. Always freaks me the fuck out.
move to Jericho.
(iykyk.)
You are in this dream but we do not grant you the rank of happy. Please, take a seat.
You must have done something bad to deserve this. Trying thinking about everything bad you’ve ever done. That’ll help.
I didn’t want to remember the time I sneezed and accidentally launched a snot rocket at my neighbor. It missed his skin, thank gods, but it was pretty gross
Whenever I relive happy memories in my dreams I wake up sad because I remember what I’ve lost.
Still better than re-living traumatic memories…
How much cheese are you eating?
Not much. I hate cheese unless its like pizza or a burger.
Is this some nutrient deficiency thing, cuz I for a moment I thought you were talking about if I were dreaming about cheese or something lol
I hate cheese
Can I have your cheese if you’re not gonna eat it
Just the cheese ≠ nightmares thing
the idea that cheese affects your dreams is kinda… folklore. Most likely, it’s simply the act of eating right before bed is the problem. (your body doing digestion stuff affects your sleep cycle, making it hard for you to sleep well.)
I think it has something to do with your brain playing both sides of the dream. You are coming up with how to react, but you are also at the same time coming up with what happens next. So if you dream a lion and you are like “uhoh, what if the lion tried to chase me, that would be a problem, I’d have to run away,” then you’re now dreaming about a lion that is chasing you and how you are running away.
Am American. I guess the solution is always guns. Guns, guns, and guns. Kill anything that moves. Have a problem? Pew pew pew. Kill it dead, then kill it again. YEEHAW! (not texan, not white, not even born in this country, but I thought it’s funny, I guess I’m assimulating very well xD)
Edit: Lemmy can’t take a joke.
Y’all really wanna fight fascism by disarming yourselves, lmfao.
As far as I know- and I’m far from an expert here- dreams are really just your brain trying to make sense of your brain doing whatever the fuck it is your brain is doing why you sleep. (maybe a de-fragmentation cycle to keep everything nice and functional? bad analogy, probably.)
in any case, your brain is trying to make sense of signals and synapses firing off, in what is basically a random pattern. so it cobbles together a reality as best it can and fit things to that.
Its also trying to maintain a certain amount of continuity with where you are. So, if you’re anxious while you fall a sleep, your brain is going to incorporate that anxiety.
Also, as Bigfish mentioned, the freaky/weird/anxious ones are more likely to wake you up so that you actually remember them.
In any case, I would suggest maybe changing your bedtime routine up and finding something positive/calming to focus on. crotchet works well for me. but it could be just about anything. a feel-good novel, or whatever. (I also suggest turning the screens off.)
might not change that the only things you remember are the unpleasant ones, but it might make them less frequent.
