Just a little background info...

I’m 17, the oldest of my two younger brothers. (15 and 11) My family literally lives in poverty, my part time job at subway brings in the most income out of me and both of my parents. I’m currently a high school senior, but i’m leaving for college in the fall next year.

So, I had this dream the other night. I was driving, and my brother Mark (15) was with me. We were on our way home, and a drunk driver ran a stop sign. They hit us on the drivers side, so I was hit directly. I don’t know how I could tell, but I knew I lost consciousness immediately. We flipped a few times and ended up in a ditch. There was blood everywhere. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, but I could hear Mark. He was just screaming. Screaming for someone to help us, screaming at me to please just wake up!! The desperation and fear in his voice... When help finally came, they pronounced me dead on the scene. He became their priority, so they started to get him out of the vehicle. He started screaming at them, “leave me alone! let me be! just help her! please! PLEASE DONT LET HER DIE!!” Hearing him cry and beg and plead and scream like that BROKE me. This kid is my literal best friend in the world. I woke up crying.

Do you think I had this dream because I feel guilty about leaving my family? That’s my best guess, but I don’t know if I’m thinking too much into this.