I want to just have normal dreams so I can sleep normally, and not thrash around, waking myself up at 3 in the morning. Then having terrifying additional dreams which cause me to be distracted at work, trying to process them.

How does one go about ridding herself of nightmares each day? Because my days off, I usually try to sleep it off. When I have to work, I am zombified, and my coach hates me.

My dreams "trump" everyone's here bc my meds, high IQ, artist syndrome (my own diagnosis), and maybe boredom / lack of RL adventure.

http://www.dreamviews.com/beyond-dreaming/131830-high-iq-corrolates-powerful-lucid-dreaming.html

My mother always told me not to cheese before I went to bed.

I always suspected she was a ****ing liar and just really likes cheese.

Ha, my mom always said the same thing about not eating sugar before bed. Now she's a diabetic. Coincidence...I think not.

The only thing that gives me nightmares if I eat it before bed is spicy food and/or mexican food.

Everything else is fair game but yeah that is a tough one ThePhanastasio. I'm not sure how you would get over that.

A very long shot would be to try hypnosis but I don't know how open minded you are to it.

My nightmares about Titanic are repetative, scary, and unsettling. Again, I was in the middle of the wreckage underwater, and w stories above me. I am surrounded by the dead and they are walking, searching the ship for their belongings. A large woman dressed in a black gown approached me in a whining tone asking me to help her find her wedding band. So we looked endlessly and there was so much jewelry on each floor but we couldnt find it.

I keep having weird nightmares...

I had one last night about being trapped in some university with my class being the only survivors and we were being chased by these zombie like creatures??? they had glowing purple eyes. One of my exes was there and I tried to save him from being infected but it didn't work and I couldn't save him which made me wake up really sad

^ And the waking up sad stays w you for the rest of the day, I know how you feel...
It is the heat I think...
So in my last one ( I have nightmares every night ) it was the 1970s and everyone had on polyesters and bell bottoms. I was an artist like now except my studio had all glass walls and it was HUGE and with winding staircases. I had books, paper ornaments, and newspaper stacked high all around in a maze like disarray. I had a stalker who was a 7' tall man w black hair and he broke into the studio. For what seemed like forever I distracted him w confetti and crepe paper, managing to keep him away. The yrs went by and he got shorter, older, and less scary but I had PTSD really bad and thought I saw him outside so I organized the stacks of paper to cover up the glass walls and never ever went outside. The doorbell rang and I was so relieved it was my girlfriend coming over for tea. That was around the time I noticed we were all very tall which is strange but symbolically I think it means shedding fear and growing confidence. Anyway she coaxed me outside and we all went for a walk in the Fall air. For the first time in years, and at the end of our walk, I threw my head back and smiled and I left that life and watched me smile outside myself as I flew away into the night sky.
In the next life/scene it was the late 1980s and think I mightve been the same woman but I was dressed in typical attire w the fuschias, black velvets, red, gold and I had an art show.
Things got kinda stupid tho when my studio was filled w John Candy movies on VHS and I had to swim through them to get by. Then I saw the man himself was signing them as he stacked them. It was getting to be dawn, they were in jean jackets, and that was the end.

Oh man that was an awful nightmare. Jean jackets oh the horror. I would have woke up screaming.

Levi jackets with cutoff sleeves are the ****. Oh wait they look like **** my bad.