For years during the worst of my anxiety, I'd sleep but would rarely dream. Now, I'm doing much better due to a hypothyroidism diagnosis, more stable job, and a good deal of personal work. For the first time in close to 10 years, I again have the desire and capacity to want to do better at work (as opposed to the need to not fail), and to learn new things in my off time. Progress!!! 

The flip side is that now I have dreams that are much more obviously REM-type, where aspects of my daily life and thoughts get regurgitated at night: my brother's partner calls me as my brother has a heart attack; my partner and I escape a mass shooting at a vaccine center, only for her to get shot by a cop in the aftermath; I have a huge fight with my family during an Easter get-together. None of these things, or anything similar, has actually happened to me recently. 

I would love to be able to laugh at them, shake them off, and learn lessons about what is worrying me subconsciously. What's the right balance to strike between this path, and being concerned that these abstract things are getting to me so deeply?