MintyMelon,
I can completly empathise with you on this. Ever since I can remember I have been petrified of dying. I get proper panic attacks over it. I can be lying in bed and then suddenly it will hit me, and I can't breath, feel sick, etc. It also happens when I am trying to fall asleep, I guess the darkness and drifting off into unconsciousness gets my mind on that track. The worst part for me is that there is literally nothing you can do about it, there is no way to stop it...you literally can't escape it. Life seems so very short and I am having more and more panic attacks as I am getting older. Each birthday all I can think is that I am now a third of the way through my life (if I live to old age), that I'll soon be over halfway, have fewer years to live ahead of me than I have lived behind.
Having had my little girl, and being pregnant again I constantly feel guilty for having our children, just so that they have to watch us die and in their turn die themselves
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My husband doesn't get it, and he isn't scared of dying himself, he says the only thing that bothers him is how he will die. I have spoken to my mum as well and she is no longer scared of death either.
Even typing this I feel panicky and sick that I will one day no longer be here. No one seems to understand and constantly tell me 'but you won't know that your dead', like it'll make me feel better! It doesn't, it makes me feel so much worse that after all this, that me will just cease to be. To be honest it makes me very envious of people who are religious and can believe in a after life.
Should probably speak to someone (you'd think I'd know better being a psychology Masters student!), but feel I'd have to go private, and have no money for that...