When I was younger and afraid of things. After some living, I found im not really afraid of much.

I worked 25 plus years in the restaurant/hospitality industry and now experience "stress dreams". I am in uncontrolable situations, ie: serving dozens of tables at once spread out over vast areas, sometimes different rooms/floors, and suffer panic attacks while trying manage my customers in my dreams. Sometimes I awake in the midst of a RL panic attack. Does anyone else have these kinds of work related dreams/nightmares?

I usually only have one type of nightmare and it's where I can't find my way home. It's more of a frustration dream.

I married one .

Glad I don't. But I do have reacurring dreams that have sequels haha

That pretty much just sums up my life...

But serious folks: I don’t have nightmares per se, but I do have dreams that tend to be pretty stressful, and sometimes they also scare me. But it wasn’t the entire dream, just certain aspects of it.

I found my ex-husband in full VF. Managed to resus him. (Yeah I know...missed a chance!) Since then I still wake up shaking my current partner to make sure he is alive! Its a bit embarrassing to be honest.

I'm a prolific dreamer. And I love that I dream so much. My favorites are dreams where I can fly and when I dream about my dad. Sometimes I'll dream a dream so long it'll start repeating, like a record that's skipping. I think of it as my brain not being able to create anymore. Sometimes, when I have nightmares, I can wake myself up from them. The worst experience I've had is sleep paralysis. It's only happened twice and it was terrifying.

My nightmares vary. Usually they contain a large amount of social anxiety and stress, but about once a month, I get one that shakes me a little. It peterbs me on some primal level of fear. Whether I can’t outrun it, I can’t fight it, nor can I define it. It’s an inculpable fear that definitely peaks my adrenaline and makes it hard to sleep or want to sleep. I’m glad they happen though. It humbles me and checks whatever ego I had thinking I could survive certain situations. Outside of nightmares my dreams are pretty provacative and I have no clue why lol

Frequently.

When I was about 4 (1948) my stepfather, an alcoholic, drove us on mountain roads, which I don't remember. But, till about 15 (1959) I had nightmares of riding in the back seat of a car going over the edge of a mountain road into the air and falling forever. Well, until I woke in a sweat. My stepfather died in a mountain crash. I have never liked heights.

Used to be 5-12 a week. Now I'm down to 1-2 a week. Never in my life have I had fewer. {Yes I have PTSD, and have since childhood}