weird dreams

i  dreamed that my father had bought a new house for him. it was a charming little house in a nice neighborhood. in the garden next door, there were beautiful trees with pink flowers growing. after briefly exploring the house, which had a cozy atmosphere, i stood for interminable minutes gazing at the pink flowers. the strangest thing is that when birds eat them... they turn pink! i was fascinated. afterward, i went to a narrow part of the house. there was dust and lots of wooden beams.

tw: suicide

emotionlessly, i stuck a beam down my throat, dying and waking up very agitated.

also i dreamed that i had to visit a psychiatric hospital. the hospital was dark and empty. a nurse told me i was early and that i should go to the top floor for my appointment. so i decided to wait around the hospital. i found myself in a small room rummaging through old boxes. i found a box with Christmas decorations and it was bright. i thought everyone deserves a nice Christmas and that i would bring gifts for the patients. immediately afterward, in the dim light, a woman starts talking to me, but i leave. 

on the top floor, there's a lounge bar. the bartender (a guy i met on a dating app irl) immediately starts coming up to me and asking me a thousand questions. annoyed, i go to the breakfast area. there are pancakes and croissants, i can't wait to try them... this guy comes up to me again, insisting. his appearance has changed: i can no longer see his eyes, his hair has grown longer, his has a mischievous smile and he looks older. so i run down the stairs, chased by him and we arrive at the little room from before.

tw: SA

here he wants to hurt me but the scene ends.

i wake up in a small bed on a mezzanine. i'm wrapped up in blankets. it's dark outside and it's raining heavily. i get some messages from him. "if you report me, i'll report you for the pasta incident." i was confused. what does the pasta incident mean? and to my confusion, he says, "you're so stupid you don't remember doing this in another dream. you're in trouble." And then the dream ends, leaving me with a strange feeling.

mhh the craziest thing is that in real life... he deleted his account from one day to the next.

what do you think? a coincidence? or... is there some connection?