For the last 6 months I’ve died.

For the last 6 months for whatever reason, every dream I’ve had, i have died. And it’s never some horror cliché where theres a giant monster or something. It’s always real world problems or situations that could actually happen to me.

Most dreams i can remember I’ve been shot or stabbed. Sometimes i bleed out in front of loved ones or by myself, and on the rare occasion death is instant; like a bullet to the head, i wake up in a cold sweat. Some of these dreams are lucid and i have escaped maybe twice? The two usual culprits are, a man shooting me in almost any environment, or an armed breaking and entering.

I don’t live in particularly bad area so I’m not sure why I’m so paranoid? In the past weeks I’ve just been accepting death in my dreams; But thinking about death hasn’t put me in the right headspace.