Wow Misanna. Example: I've had reeeaally stressful financial situations and I've never dreamt about them. . .but my family whom I've had to count among the dead for their disowning me, I dream about. Just like grieving for the dead, I miss them more all the time, I admit it. My mother has called me fat and a drug addict and alcoholic and a satan worshipper, etc. But I, more than ever lately, dream about all of us together at one of my sister's homes for one of their anniversaries, real past events, and we're all laughing and doing kareoke and happy until someone says, 'You don't belong here.'
I'm not a cryer, but I've awakened sobbing several times while dreaming this. It sucks. Admitting that I need them and miss them is as vital to my health and sanity as acknowledging that they are GONE.
Thank you for sharing your situation and feelings. It helps me to know how others are dealing.