The Quetiapine has been giving me or allowing me to have some very vivid dreams. Several a night in some instances. Last night was my first nightmare. My boyfriend was at the end of the hall to the right getting ready for bed. I was crawling, trying to get on my feet and away from some monster that was pulling me back into my bedroom. Along each wall were old metal louvered doors. Those doors were what I was using to try to move forward. I couldn't speak or scream, just kept digging my fingers into the metal to try to gain some momentum forward. The monster would let go slowly and I would start to get my knees under me and boom I was back on my belly.
This went on for what seemed like forever, I couldn't get down the hall and I knew something horrible would happen if I allowed myself to surrender and be sucked back into the room.
I woke up in a panic. Then my bladder told me I had to take my nightly trip to the bathroom. I did not want to get up in the dark by myself. But my bladder was full and there was not going back to sleep. I got up and moved as far away from my bed as possible and made it to the bathroom unscathed. Upon entering my bedroom to get back in bed, I was terrified like a 3 year old and took a running leap onto my bed, hoping I would not knee my boyfriend in the balls or gut.
I jumped in and landed on my side of the bed, but this morning my boyfriend asked my WTF with the jumping into bed.
I hope tonight I don't have any nightmares.
What is your take on the meaning of this dream? What is it trying to tell me?