Been the same for most of my life. I’m in my thirties. I spend most of the day worried I’m going to die. It’s a constant horrible feeling, I look for signs that I might be unwell and obsess over it.
I’ve had therapy, I’ve had hundreds of tests, I’ve spoken to dozens of doctors and nothing gets rid of the fear. It’s there constantly.
I go to the doctor and the doctor tells me I’m fine and I come home and google to check if the doctor is right.
I can never , ever, get reassurance. Or if I do, it lasts an hour at best.
At its worst I won’t leave the house. It’s at its worst just now. I have been for a walk TWICE since June.
I want to be able to do normal things, but trying to I am almost paralysed by fear and it’s just bloody easier not to try.
I started a new voluntary role two weeks ago, working weekends only, and I’m desperately trying to find excuses not to go tomorrow now because I’m scared I will feel anxious or unwell while I’m there.
I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m scared I’m slowly killing myself anyway.