I usually give advice but its been awhile since l shared

I have an every so often recurring dream the setting is one of 2 houses.
The first house is a Mansion full of glitter and gold, plaster moldings from the ceiling to the floors. Silk tapestries cover the windows making it hard to see the man on the outside of the house who is constantly making the mansion larger and larger and while I sleep in the night he is constantly decorating the inside of the house with fancy furniture like tall chest with hidden drawers. Inside the hidden draws are either notes of affection or fancy jewelry. There are lots of mirrors in the house and every day I awake to find the house different with new rooms to admire and explore. It usually takes me into the evening when I find a note i don't remember what they say but they always give me a sense of warmth and love. I would glance to a mirror or window looking for the man who is watching over me, just before his face becomes clear he disappears.
Inside of the house is full of people who are negative towards me and I hear whispers and cynical laughter, the air is heavy I feel tormented, and can never leave.
The 2nd house is very large and dilapidated but filled with hidden gems of the dead and gone, I spend my days searching the house through the cobwebs and dust. There are demons in this house that are after my soul and sanity. They are very powerful and inflict much sadness and sorrow. I am strong in this house but always in battle. I am trying to gather the good gems so I can finally leave. This house is the house of the man of the first house which we use to share together. We were in love for a long time but this man has a lot of sadness in him. Trying to gather the burdens so we can move seems impossible and as time passes he is stuck and my love for him is stuck also,
The dreams never conclude to a happy ending. The energy of this house is good and no demons chasing me. It is the mans demons who prevent us from moving forward.

I know what I gather from my dreams but would like others to interpret for me.
Lots of Love/Happiedasiy

I have a house of my own where i live alone, it is on the same street where I lived as a child. I use to ride my bike to the top of the street at the stop sign and turn around always thought if I could get past that stop sign I would be happy. I bought this house at the stop sign to be close to f parent who later disowned me. I am not happy here, it is very noisy, my daughter moved out and got married and i feel stuck here all alone.