Very cool interpretation, Fairyeyes!
Last night (im a week or so sober following relapse after an amazing run in recovery), I dreamed that I was in an arcade, having a great time playing a favorite game and the machine started pouring out quarters. I had won a jackpot! But I quickly found that I couldn't carry all the coins, was struggling to scoop them up, someone next to me was taking them and then my husband was upset that I was dropping them. I woke up hyperventilating, very unusual for me.
My previous stretch of recovery blessed me tremendously with a husband, son, new home, church family, and countless other treasures in the last couple of years. I caved under the pressure of change and insecurity and chose to drink again a few months ago. One night of "girl time" quickly reverted back to a nightly habit. Thankfully, I've pulled myself back out of it before any major consequences. I guess my brain is still processing the fear of losing it all. Addiction stinks. Sobriety is so good.
Keep at it, everyone! Nightmares included, just never give up. Never.