I'm 26 years of age. My consious nightmares only started 2 weeks ago, but let me go back to the beginning where this all started.
When I was young my dad was diagnosed with terminal cancer, at such a young age I didn't understand but as I got older I understood more and more, through some of my teenage years I blocked it out, which I think was natural, no child wants to think that their parents will die, especially at the hands of cancer. When I was about 17 it started to sink in, the nightmares began, only mild at first from what I remember, then they got progressively worse to where I would remember the nightmare, every detail and it would wake me up crying and sweating, might be worth pointing out that while the nightmares were at their worst on the nights I wouldn't have them I would experience sleep paralysis, since I moved out I haven't had sleep paralysis but the nightmares have stayed, the nightmare is always the same and always the same outcome. I'm at my dad's bedside and I'm holding his hand as he says goodbye to me for the last time that's when I wake up. Fast forward to 2 weeks ago, I was having a shower and I was about to get out and I was stopped dead in my tracks, there it was, the nightmare again buy I was fully awake I was panicking and crying, I couldn't stop it, I couldn't move and there I was at my dad's bedside even though I knew full well I was in the shower I could feel the water on me but I wasn't in my bathroom, the nightmare ran it's course and I was crying but I was now in my bedroom with pyjamas on, how has that happened?
Can anyone help me?