I've been luciding for many years. And the dream gets worse and worse.
It must be due to incredible amount of stress in real life.

I've written a similar post about my subconsciousness dictating my dream world.
My subconsciousness ***king HATES me. I can't cope with this anymore. I am tired of lucid dreaming.

Let me begin with the second last lucid dream. In this dream, I was imprisoned by some people for some reason. In the
room, where I was trapped in, there were a dozen of other dudes. I quickly realized that it was a dream and started luciding. Since this was a dream, I realized I could help ourselves
escape this building. I walked up to the door that was locked by the 'bad people,' and just magically opened it. With the surprise on fellow prisoners' face, they quickly ran out of the room.
Assuming there will be some trouble outside the room, I grabbed some tools there were in the room. Right when I was about to walk out of the door, I recalled what I planned on doing
in LD in my waking life. Every time when I try to accomplish an objective, it doesn't happen. So I thought to myself, why not go against your objective in the dream. So, in the dream,
I literally halted my body, and said to myself "Fk you subconsciousness, I'm gonna sit down and just think." Then, I woke up.

This just sucks... Wtf...

Moving onto my last dream. This can't be any more grim. I woke up in my bed and quickly realized that it was false awakening. I thought to myself "alright let the Journey begin."
I walk out of my god damn apartment, wow what a god damn surprise, the geographical setting was mixed up like I was in a labyrinth. Sweet, I can't do shit now but to just explore
aimlessly. So I started walking and do my routinely dream check, looking at my hand. This time, I was just like wow, one of my fingers was chopped off cleanly, like in 3d animation. What does mean? So I ignore this, and find an apartment to walk in to interact with DCs. I noticed all the doors appear gigantically wide and big. This has happened in my previous dreams and I demand an interpretation. It has to be something negative. Anyway, I open the door and walk inside to find a pretty girl sleeping. YES!!!.... As I approach her, she quickly morphs into an ugly woman then I wake up. However, in the process of waking up, I can always pull myself back into dreaming, achieving false awakening. So I wake up in my dream again, try enjoying my dream. This time, the path to the destination turns into a steep incline, hence disabling me to move.

My dreams cannot get any worse.