Well, I have a problem, and need some talking to.
The last 2 weeks I’ve been obsessed over dying, and what happens to me when I do.
As far as I know, there was no me 24 years ago. There was no thinking, no living, no breathing, no nothing for me.
I’m 23 now, and over the last 2 weeks for no apparent reason I’ve been stressed out over dying, almost to the point where I have panic attacks/break down. The thought of dying, never being able to think, experience, anything ever again bothers me. The same goes for living forever. It too is an unbearable thought, well at least on this plane of existence or this body… I don’t believe in heaven heaven or hell I find them to convenient.
So anyway, I don’t know. I don’t know why I worry about it. It’s a paralyzing fear, makes me sick to my stomach, sometimes almost to the point of crying, I’ll talk to my good friends in a panic and usually they can calm me down.
We don’t know what’s beyond death. We can only live life as well we can. We’re lucky enough to be one in trillions that happened to be born. I should have these thoughts popping into my head. I appreciate life and wish I wouldn’t worrying about what’s going to happen to everything and everyone, and me in the end.