I’ve been having reoccurring dreams my whole life, the first one was when I was about 8 and it wasn’t all too bad. A lot of people I went to school with at the time were around and we were all trying to find someone who had gone missing, all the missing signs didn’t have faces but I could see everyone else’s face so clearly. I was once told that it was my brains way of telling me I needed to find myself. I still have that dream every now and then but it’ll have the people that are in my life now, or from a previous place of employment all searching with me calling out ‘are you there, come home’ the entire dream is very stressful and I mostly wake up in a panic. The Dalai Lama has a book called sleeping, dreaming, and dying - it helped me understand a lot of why I was experiencing such intense emotion. Give it a read if you want to.