In this dream, I had to make a choice. And there was no other option. Either choose one of the hundreds of people in the surrounding area to die. Or die myself Someone had to die. There was no other option.

I'm not sure why this choice must be made. But I walked around and met all these different people. Each one had a personal life and meaning to their lives so I couldn't bear to choose them. Not a single one. And Even though some of them were cruel to me in the dream, I didn't want to choose them to die.

Then there was this scene were my brother was peering out a window. A big bay window. Outside were these big beautiful mushrooms and some dirt and I looked outside with wonder. My younger brother was very little again.

He asked me what I was going to do. I started crying. I said I wished I was little again so I could be carefree. So I could experience things I never got to experience. And to explore those pretty mushrooms that were like a foot tall. I wish I was younger so I wouldnt have to make such awful choices.

I think it was at that point, I realized I was going to sacrifice myself so I wouldn't have to choose someone else to die for no good reason.

I had to leave the window because Someone was waiting for me to make my choice. I was in tears as I said good bye to several people on my way back. Not sure who they were but at least they weren't going to die.

And then my mood changed a little. I was so upset but I knew this was what I had to do. I started walking faster. I ran back into my apartment, grabbed my hamster stuffed animal, a blanket, and my dog Bailey and I sat down in the corner of my couch. Hamster behind me, blanket covering me, Bailey in one arm. And the guy sitting next to me on the couch was my "executioner". He looked sort of like my father but wasn't quite him.

I struggled to speak up, my throat was tight from crying. "I choose me", I told him. And he asked me if I was sure. Because there was a heavyset dude outside our door who was apparently mocking me for my choice.

I shook my head and told him I don't want anyone dying for me. So I was prepared to die. Idk how they were going to kill me but I closed my eyes and hugged my dog Bailey and gave him my arm and I was crying but hugging Bailey. I was so scared but I was ready to die. The guy took my arm.

And then I woke up. I immediately started to think about what this dream could've meant. I thought about if I was ready to die in real life. Like if I had to go now, would I be ready?

And I just imagine myself in the arms of the person I love most, my fiance, and I'd be crying but they're holding me and I'm safe and I think I'd be okay to die.

I was crying of course when I messaged my fiance about this. And they tried their best to comfort me. But I can't stop thinking about it. Any ideas as to what it means?