I don't think I've dreamt in five years. Now I'm getting the most vivid dreams. Last night I woke up and was convinced my boyfriend had cheated on me, that he didn't love me. I had to wake him up to make sure we weren't just talking, I was sure we'd just been fighting. But it was five thirty in the morning, "were we just talking? Do you still love me?" No baby we weren't, yes of course I do. I don't like dreaming! Why nightmares?!