Man some of these things are WILD. My turn!
When I was a kid I had a hard time telling the difference between dreams and reality. This caused a few problems. I legit thought I could fly for awhile. Teleport too, which is a whole story on its own because to this day my memory SWEARS that I teleported.
My very first memory is of thinking no one else was real because I couldn't see through their eyes (because I could body jump in my dreams).
Nowadays I can at least tell the difference between dreams and reality, but I still obsess over them. There're over 700 dreams in my dream log.
Ever since I was 12-14, I’ve had a very strained grip on reality. Basically, it’s really hard for me to conceptualize that things are “real.” Half the time, I remember events in dreams as reality, just like you.
The other half of the time, though, I’m completely aware that I’m dreaming. And yet, things seem so real, that it’s hard to understand that the people and places I’m seeing aren’t real someplace other than the real world.
My personality in dreams is different from my real one, though. I’m a bit more of a dick in my dreams. This is just background, the real confession starts now:
I was dreaming that I was hanging out with a group of characters I was obsessed with at the time. Three of them went to go get snacks, while I and the one other character hung out on the couch.
Once the others were gone, I turned to the character I was with and told him that he wasn’t real, and this was all a dream.
His face dropped. All of a sudden, he looked more serious and upset than I had ever seen him, even in the source material. He said to me, voice cracking,
“You think I don’t know that?”
I couldn’t say anything in response. I was shocked. Then, the others came back with the snacks, and he went completely back to normal. The dream ended soon after.
If “I” had been in control instead of my dream self, I never would have said that to him. It’s too cruel a thing to tell someone, even if they don’t really exist.
I want nothing more than to see him one more time to apologize, but I know that I never will, because he’s not real.