I know I am stressed out when I have nightmares. When I was 19, I owned a vintage pale mink coat. I loved wearing that coat. I loved wearing high heels, beautiful dresses, and quality nylons. ....Now the dream.... I was at a conference in upstate New York. At a wonderful old hotel in the woods that I had visited once when I was a child. All heavy wood planks polished wood panelling and a huge fireplace. The woods were dripping ice from the trees. I have never been there as an adult.
I was walking down a well defined path, the moon was high, and the trees dripped icicles. I was wearing my fur coat and high heels. Suddenly there was a figure up ahead, a huge shaggy man. He held the frozen haunch of a deer in his hand. He raised the haunch and started running towards me. I turned and ran along the path. I heard his footsteps behind me, and I screamed as something hit me. I woke up.
The dream was exactly the same last night as it was when I was 19. It was horrific.