Premise: I am 25 yo, currently working abroad. I rarely drive cars irl because I'm used to move with other means. I haven't driven for 2 years now, so I'm not much confident about it anymore.
In the dream I had decided to drive my car, but at some point someone surpasses me and scratches the side of my car. Nothing too much worrysome. I stop at the sides of the roads, and I get called by my mother who is talking with someone else (and not with me) about how I am unfit for such thing and humiliating me in front of everyone (there wasn't anyone around me, but it felt like she was speaking to a global audience). It felt really crappy and frustrating, considering I'm being very successful in other areas of my life.
Then it struck me that it surely was a dream; an annoyingly and humiliating and degrading nightmare. I looked down from the side of the road: it was a cliff. So I jumped down, confident that I would have waken up. I didn't feel fear when jumping down, It was out of sheer will. When I hit the ground, I felt my body compressing, no pain. For a very brief moment my eyes blinked in real life, I could see the living room (I was sleeping in the sofa, in the living room irl) but I was instantly thrown ainside another dream.
The new dream didn't feel bad enough to need another suicide escape, so I went along with it. I was in another time (maybe 2100+), and I was being welcomed in this white and tidy facility immersed in a futuristic city with some greens here and there. It looked like it was "normal" for the dead to be reborn in that way, so I was being shown around. I was like some newly reborn patient. I felt relieved to be out of that humiliating nightmare. Death never was so appealing.
I guess my fear of failure, ridicule, humiliation is way stronger than the fear of pain or death. Way stronger.
Do you think the dream might mean something else?