Here is an example of my nightmare from last night:

The dream started out where I was at work. Workers were changing my countertop and had pushed my old office furniture out in to the hallway, along with boxes full of my stuff. I was worried about whether there was anything personal in the boxes that people at would would discover that could embarrass me.

A short time later, I noticed the clock and thought I had missed by therapy appointment. This struck fear in my heart because I need my session, and also because my husband goes with me, and I am supposed to pick him up at a certain time, and I think I am late. Then I realize I am not late after all. I had 30 minutes to spare. So I decided to wander around.

After talking to a couple of people, I am suddenly driving a motor scooter/motorcycle down the road. It isn't running right. The steering keeps locking up, and I almost get in a wreck. So I stopat a service station. The man there offered to fix it, but I realize I can't leave it there. I need to get home to pick up my husband and go to my session. So I take off again in the motorcycle, hoping I don't get in an accident.

The next thing I know, I am walking down the road with two other women. I don't know where we are. My motorcycle is gone too. I don't remember what happened to it, or where it is. I look at the time and realize that I AM late now for my session. I realize my husband is going to be worried about me and angry when he realizes I lost the motorcycle.

I decide I'd better call him, but realize that my purse is missing too! Again, I can't remember what happened to it! So, no cell phone to call my husband. I ask one of the women if I can borrow hers and she hands it to me. But instead of the regular telephone keypad, the phone is covered with pictures of candy such as lemon drops, Hershey's kisses, etc. I can't figure out how to dial the numbers. I finally figure out that I need to first identify what kind of candy it is. Then whatever the first letter is, that's the letter that would be on the telephone keypad. For example, I see lemon drops, so it's an "L," which corresponds to the #5 button on a phone keypad. I decide it's too hard to figure out how to dial home that way.

I ask to use the other lady's cell phone. She hands it to me, but every time I dial my number, I hit the wrong button somewhere along the way. This happens 3 or 4 times in a row. So frustrating! I feel such anxiety and wonder what is wrong with me.

And on and on, until I wake up drenched in sweat and feeling terrible anxiety.