I had this dream when I was around 10-11 (I think) and considering my horrible memory I think it says something that I can still remember it. I'm not really looking to find a meaning I just wanna share it and know if maybe anyone else has had a similar dream?
Ok so before I start you should know I was raised in a very Christian household and was taught that anything from God/Jesus was always 100% true.
In the dream I was outside and Jesus came and took me to a "middle" where I wasn't dead but I wasn't alive anymore. (It was like he just paused everything and we moved to a different plane of existence where I was never born) Then we spent a day together watching my family and how much happier they were without me. I started crying because I felt like a burden. Jesus watched me cry through the day. When the day was over I could see the line between reality and where ever I was blurring. Jesus looked at me and told me that my family is better of without me, so I need to change who I am or he'll take me away to that "middle" forever.
IDK what to do because this dream has been haunting me and sometimes I worry it was real and one day I'll be in the "middle" again.