Not sure if I should post here or in the asylum... guess it doesn't matter too much. My dad has been sober for 17 years and is still very active in AA. He's pretty much the only person in the world that I have, and he has been everything a parent should for me. I'm 19, so the daddy I've known since I can remember is the loving, understanding, sober one. The coked-out and drunk man I see in old pictures is someone I never knew (I do thank God for it). Recently, I'd say over the last year or so, I've had these really detailed, drawn-out nightmares in which I walk into my father's house unannounced to find him uncontrollably drunk. The dreams have progressively gotten worse and last night he yelled profanities at me, told me that I was worthless to him and that his life didn't mean anything anymore anyway (hence, why he went back to drinking). Also, no one (other family members like my grandmother) seemed to care about his relapse except me... and all I could do in the dream was cry. These dreams terrify me so much that I literally wake up sobbing and shaking and I can't calm myself down for a good few minutes. This morning when I woke up in this fit, I called my dad (7am) and said "I love you and I just had a really bad dream that involved you so I needed to call and make sure everything was ok". He assured me it was but I didn't go into details about the dream. I've never told him about the dreams because I guess I'm partly embarrassed. I'm a big girl and I should be able to deal with the fact that my dad's in recovery by now (after 17 years), but I guess I'm not :-/ Do any of you have any similar stories and/or words of wisdom... how do I handle this?