I'm feeling pretty desperate right now. I'm 32 and have had anxiety literally my entire life and it has always been around people close to me dying. When I was a child it was my parents and siblings and now I'm older that's expanded to include my DH and DC. I have pretty severe health anxiety which is part of this but I don't only worry about illness - if a loved one doesn't answer the phone or a text I've assumed they've been in a car accident, fallen down the stairs etc. When an episode comes on I go into complete meltdown and can't focus on anything else. It's really, really bad at the moment - every day there seems to be something new I obsess about. A few weeks ago one of my breasts hurt so obviously it was breast cancer (it went). Then my Dad had a weird spot on his leg which was new so obviously that was skin cancer (it went). Then this morning my DH informed me he'd lost 3lbs since he last weighed himself a couple of weeks ago so now I am convinced he has some sort of cancer and I've been googling obsessively all morning.
The thing is I just immediately catastrophise - to use the above example, DH tells me he's lost a small amount of weight without trying and I immediately jump not only to cancer but to terminal cancer, then death and then immediately panicking I wouldn't cope with the grief. I do this every time, with all my loved ones. It's so exhausting and I'm so sick of living like it. I've had years of therapy (including CBT) and I take propranalol but that no longer helps. I tried citalopram years ago but it made me feel worse - I feel I'm at the point now where I need to try medication again but I'm terrified the same will happen again.
I don't get at all anxious over small things I can control. But anything I can't control, forget it.
I feel so low and honestly at the point I think how long can I really be expected to live my life constantly in a state of anxiety about something terrible happening? I'm missing my DC's childhoods because of this.