I usually only lucid dream when I lay down for a short nap during the day, (which doesn’t happen very often).

I’m going to be 26 years old this year, and the pandemic has really triggered some depression and anxiety with me, and it directly relates to how quickly I feel I am aging, and how quickly I’m watching my parents age. My dreams involved a couple childhood memories. They weren’t anything notable or important really, but it was just me standing in my unfinished basement, watching my dad do work on it. (Because that’s how it always looked when I was a child). I found myself fully immersed in the dream, yet I could feel my real self crying in bed witnessing this. I wasn’t crying in the dream, but I was aware that I was crying in my bed. It was the most bizarre thing I’ve ever experienced. I must’ve been crying quite a bit, because at one point I even noticed that my dog hopped up on my bed to check up on me, yet even that wasn’t enough to pull me out of the dream. It was almost like being in two places at once. The tears were from reminiscing on my past, and how I miss being a child, and seeing my father being physically able to do things. Really sad!!