Disturbing dreams about a lost loved one

I lost one of my friends around February and I had two weird dreams sicne then.

The first one took place at my boyfriend's place. I'm having a chill diner with him then my phone rings. I look at it and I see a text from my gone friend (let's call him W from on now..). It says "I'm bored here, so I'm going to visit you soon". I freak out and then wake up.

What was strange about this dream is that it was extremely realistic. My dreams always seem really incoherent, but this one.. The situation (my boyfriend and I often have dinner together at his house) itself, the places, even the behaviour of my boyfriend were very similar to reality..

I had the second dream tonight.
I'm not going to tell it entirely since it's long and quite boring, so I'll just write about the part where W appears I was at one of my mom's friends' house for some reason, I had to give her back an item she lended us. I was on the first floor but I couldn't find her anywhere so I went upstairs. On the second floor, I hear her voice coming from a room, but she's not alone, she's talking to someone else, a boy. The room's door open and they exit, and I discover that the person she was talking to was W.. I'm creeped out. W looks shocked too; We stare at each other for a moment, then he takes a step towards me and embraces me.
That's how it ends.
By the way, this woman and W are totally unrelated in real life. This woman doesn't even actually exist.

It's been disturbing me a lot, to the point that I can't even concentrate in the day while working - I'm thinking about this too much.

What do you think ?

I have put myself in your situations and dreams and I have come to a conclusion that you can't accept his death yet. You need to let your mourning come to real life surface and talk about it to people that care about you.

"W" is actually represents you in this dream(s). You find the places your in, in real life boring and want a change. You are in the process of embracing yourself.

I've had dreams about dead people too. My father (actually my uncle but he raised me from when I was a young child so I called him dad and never knew my real father) committed suicide about 20 years ago. For the first....I'd say 6 months after his death I had many dreams where he visited me and talked to me. He told me he was sorry for doing what he did and explained why he had to do it. It freaked me out. He even came to me on my birthday to wish me happy birthday.

But even in my dreams I knew he was dead and talking to him really creeped me out. So finally in one of my dreams I told him to leave me alone in one of my dreams and he never came back. I'm not religious at all, I think after you die you're just gone. I believe it was just my mind trying to deal with his death but there's always that little part in the back of my brain that wonders if it really could have been him trying to communicate with me and I made him go away.


My sister (my cousin but again, I was raised with her as my sister) died in a fire about 4 years ago. Right after the fire I had a dream where she came to me but she was all burned up. Same thing, I told her to leave me alone and she never came back.

So I don't know. I don't know if I should have talked more to my dad and sister (irregardless of whether they were "real" in a spiritual sense or just my mind trying to deal with their deaths).

But I suspect it's a common thing for people to deal with grief and loss this way and it sounds like you're experiencing it right now. If you're religious or believe in something after this life maybe you should try to communicate with your friend? But if you're like me and find it very disturbing I know "confronting" my sister and dad in my dreams ended their visits and gave me a little peace.

I think it's normal to dream about anyone you had a close connection to in life. I believe it is your brain doing two things...1. Keeping their memory alive, and 2. Coming to terms with their passing. The part about them appearing as they probably did while dying would also be about accepting they are gone but processing your feelings about how they died. This is just my own thoughts on it.