I’m having fucked up images and dreams.

These repetitive dreams I have been having lately are so brutal yet realistic, I keep having this dream of having a glock in my hand, cocking it back, seeing the bullet loaded in the chamber, it was love and ready to fire, resting the end of the barrel to my temple and squeezing that trigger out of anger, looking to my left seeing the shell spit out the side, the round is in my head, I’m seeing blood, skull and brain fragments all over the smoking gun in my hand, as I was falling over I was seeing black shadowy figures cling out of the walls screaming my name reaching for me as I watched my lifeless body drop away from my self, this was it I was stuck in the either I am no longer being sucked in by these shadowy demonic beings, it was like my soul was being harvested by the demons that wanted my soul but the only way to get to it was to drive me to this point.
Something tells me that this nightmare may end up being real soon.
I don’t know who to reach out to, I can’t tell the love of my life about this. I don’t any to scare her off.