Yesterday, I had the most frightening nightmare of my life. Even after I woke up, I could still remember every detail clearly, and the fear stayed with me for a long time. When I was in junior high school, I dreamed of becoming a forensic pathologist. Out of curiosity, I read many articles, novels, and even looked at real forensic photographs. Although several years have passed, those memories seem to have remained deep in my mind. In my dream, I was completely alone. Several badly decomposed bodies stood silently, staring at me. A few moments later, they suddenly came toward me, and I immediately turned around and ran with all my strength. Fortunately, because they were too badly decomposed, they could not move very fast. They soon fell to the ground and could only crawl after me. Even so, I was terrified and woke up before they could reach me. Looking back, I believe the nightmare was not only connected to what I had seen years ago but also to the pressure I put on myself. I often expect too much from myself and keep thinking about things over and over again. Even when nothing is actually wrong, I still worry that I have not done enough. My mind seemed to combine those old memories with my own anxiety, creating a dream that felt unbelievably real. This experience reminded me that the greatest pressure sometimes comes from ourselves. If we do not learn to slow down and let go of unnecessary worries, our minds may continue carrying them even while we are asleep. Since then, I have realized that taking care of my mental health is just as important as working hard. I hope I can learn to be kinder to myself and enjoy more peaceful dreams in the future.