my 15 years of depression has left me with little left to fear.
(with a mindset of: "what's the worst that can happen", and the answer is mostly: Death, my responce thought being: "well that's not so bad", its hard to be frightened of something, or so my reasoning goes)
Now add to that the fact that I'm an experienced lucid dreamer, makes most of my dreams go like: "f**k this s**t, I wanna walk through walls"
anyway, a little while ago I had a bit of a bad time, more then my meds could handle I guess, I got a nightmare.. of a different sort.
This was not a nightmare of fear, there was no dramatic surroundings, I was simply in my room, on my bed, feeling sad.... very very sad..
there was no reason, nothing else happened, It was just overwhelming sadness.
Up until then I had thought myself immune to nightmares, guess I was wrong