So 3 weeks ago my grandpa passed away so basically I was having suicidal dreams for a week or two. I can not really remember most of them but there was one where I was in my room and I had five dogs and I tied multiple pieces of steak to my neck. They started to eat me alive. Then there was another one where I was laying in the middle of the highway sideways and I had the same dream but it was on train tracks. As you can probably tell I got ran over. I will continue on this dream but for now that's all I can remember.