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A dream like that can fuck you up.
Back in high school, I had a dream that was too real. I tend to have hyper vivid dreams to begin with, even now.
But this one? Fuck.
It was a love story. No specific person, it was an imaginary girl that my brain cooked up for the dream. We met, dated, fell in love. And it kept going. Getting married, having kids, and in such detail that it is still in my memory as strong as some things that happened for real.
She died in the dream and I woke up just sobbing uncontrollably. An entire fucking life crammed into a few hours of sleep, however long the rem cycle took.
It changed me. I like to think for the good, since it made me much more willing to work in a relationship, to put in the effort it takes to be a good partner (well, my definition of such any way, might not be the same standards that others have, I dunno).
It also made me willing to end a relationship that isn't working instead of clinging to the idea of being with someone. Not that I never had trouble letting go, but on average, when it became obvious that it wasn't going to work, I could step away and not carry any animosity or regret. I think it's a big part of the reason I can be friends with most of my exes.
Had a similar dream like that. But in my dream I think I died?
So like your dream, mine was hyper vivid too.
Met a girl, we dated, we got married, even had a couple of kids. And then at some point we celebrated our wedding anniversary with a big party. Our kids and grand kids were there. It was an amazing feast. And we go to bed happy, I kiss her good night and tell her how lucky I am, and then I startled myself awake and I find myself alone in bed in my darkened house.
I figured that she must have gotten up earlier or something, so I go to the bathroom, but I don’t recognise my face in the mirror initially, looks too young and I start to panic. Rush to kitchen, shouting her name. But the kitchen is empty too, obviously. She was never real. I mourned that loss for a few days, it really messed me up for a while. Wanting to go back to the dream. But I never saw her again in my dreams.
Scumbag brain.
You can look into mirrors in your dreams?
Most likely they knew how they looked in the dream and went to the bathroom IRL and got startled because the "dream version" was different. With these dreams, it's like that episode in Rick and Morty about the "Roy" game - living a life in VR that you believe to be 100% real.
Edit: and it bleeds over to reality for like 10 - 15 minutes
Oh alright, I had missed that this was outside the dream.
If you had dreamt so vividly that you were 80-ish years old, and then immediately after waking up you look in the mirror and see a 40-ish year old looking back at you. For a short time you can't comprehend what you're seeing.