For the last few nights I've been having those nightmares where I wake up and either don't know where I am, or don't know who the scary person next to me is. I am glad to say that I am always so relieved to find that it is Mr H and I am overwhelmed by a feeling of being safe and protected because he is with me.
Some nights I just work out what's going on and go back to sleep; other nights I end up sobbing with the release of fear and the emotional mash-up that has been going around my head.
Not being one for dream translation, I am more likely to try and remember what I ate or drank on the evenings before these episodes. But maybe deep down I am scared of something... I just don't know what.