I had an awakening in a lucid dream a few minutes ago, and I didn't want to accept it. The ego freaked out like a baby, and just couldn't accept it. I wasn't conscious of this (waking) dream, but I had the intuition to touch my hands and objects, and realized it was all mind stuff, all a figment of my imagination. I was in terror, I couldn't stop crying, and there was no one to turn to, of course there wasn't ... any direction I would have gone would just be more of me ... Then when I woke up, I still cried, realizing my all life was a lie. Honestly I kind of fear to go out now, I doubt this won't have a repercussion here, I won't forget this.