I've been taking
Buspirone, an antidepressant, for a few weeks now. It's one of the newest antidepressants, supposedly without certain side-effects that have kept me from taking an antidepressant before, such as complete loss of creativity for the duration. But I've also begun having nightmres more frequently, and the one I had this morning hearkens back to some of the worst I ever had as a child. It didn't get very far, and I woke up before it could get really bad. But it may be a presage of things to come.
In this dream, I was with several other people in a nice little house in suburbs somewhere. It was likely we were going to be attacked by a group of people, and were preparing the house for that. It was possible they'd try to use fire against us, to burn us out or in a frontal attack. So we began putting together weapons which also used fire to counterattack. I woke up about then, but I knew if it had gone on much longer, it would have turned very bad.
Someone once told me that after she began taking antidepressants, she began having nightmare after nightmare. Apparently her depression had been holding the nightmares at bay, and when she took antidepressants, they inhibited whatever had been repressing her nightmares, which came roaring back out full force. I hope that doesn't happen to me.